Talking Backwards Poem by David Blake
Talking Backwards
Rating: ★5.0
How often have I sought you out?
Moving toward things I pretend
not to know and a night that never
seems to end. Calling out to
visions that I alone can see my
thoughts are never clean. Telling
stories to the smoke dancing
round my fantasies I see clearly
what I know is not there. One
dream, one life and the vision
like the smoke is no more.
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