Night-Thoughts Poem by james watkin

Night-Thoughts



They're 'night-thoughts'. And for reasons
'Twould rumple those convictions
Strode in, days, high-powered.
The 'who am I'? As creepy this
'Why am I here'? As up from his
Child's lost state, that's whimpered.

Wednesday, October 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: anxiety,night
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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