Raw And Cold Poem by Thomas Case
Raw And Cold
Rating: ★4.5
That bubble of a moon is
playing peek-a-boo behind
the wispy night sky.
Confirming to me
everyone's lunacy.
Words stick to the
roof of my mouth
like peanut butter.
It could have been
a better world,
I should have been a
better man.
January snowflakes
are like guilt falling from
the sky.
little frozen starfish...
cold and raw on
the soul, and tongue.
Saturday, February 5, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: pain,guilt
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