He drinks to forget
That he is ashamed.
Ashamed of drinking
So he can forget.
Posted in response to the challenge Unstuck.
He drinks to forget
That he is ashamed.
Ashamed of drinking
So he can forget.
Posted in response to the challenge Unstuck.
We look through the plane window
Upon a small, small world
A fragile display of creations
One push and it crumbles down
Upon a small, small world
Cars move like ants beneath our feet
Twigs for legs
It stands
On two claws
Beads for eyes
It looks
And then squawks
It resonates
Through the air
Heard from miles afar
Like a roar
It’s bloodline
That’s now eons apart
In the light of the morning, new friend
An unsure, yet so curious soul
Appeared, chosen among your peers
So you make your new presence known
When I walked in here I saw
Something moving
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