It seems the darkest lollies are dancing squirming at the sheets you pulled over us that night and where were you when they stopped uprooting?
Sudden sprouts where your orphices had caved prior to the accident your mindspace adapted as a freight change jumped and called you home when you needed something
Your words stopped making sense when your demons scratched at your back door screaming, waiting inside your vined beat
Hmmmm…
Is that a good “hm” ?
Definitely.
Thank you! I like getting feed back regardless of its good or bad but obviously positive reviews are nice
Your poetry is fantastic and it got me spawning pictures to the words.
That’s such a nice thing to hear. I’m glad you enjoy my writing. Thank you again.
I’ll read your other posts.
Sounds good