Shrug Off That Helpless Splintered Smile Poem by Wes Thompson

Shrug Off That Helpless Splintered Smile



condensed and instrumental; lacking gravity
I say my prayers and deal the hands of generalities
enticing notions spin the web of possibility
but scripted affection lures inaccurately
my great escape; a feat exposing mastery
I may have caught a glimpse of what you thought could be
but assured conviction is a decoy to my apathy

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