Will Coker


Waiting

Like Von Ryan running for the train,
I wait for the shot, but hear no sound.
Am I drowning, or can't see the truth?
Once again, am I selling myself lies?

It never leaves my mind, swirling,
claustrophobic, my thinking shouds the reality
of a racing heart, unable to to give blood.
Another melodrama? Or has the insanity

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