Missive Poem by David Fanougbo
Missive
Perchance I will see the light with
A bip of hope, not with a moral semen to drown me in guilt and Unpuzzle My hidden skeletons.
Yes you did seal my heart with stones
And pain laid it's traps within
But neither did I search for beauty
With a greedy conscience
Or starved your pleasure so- of times
Of its needs.
However, I sold my ambitions
In a silver market and sewed each chances out of these stainless painnies.
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