DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, ........it's just October:)
place in me
one where my lungs bleaches with fibrosis
& I let it be
yet not even upon professional diagnosis
place in me
one where my lungs are empty
& I let it be
yet still nothing comes subtly
place in me
one that thinks of a third lung
& I let it be
yet sometimes the dull are somewhat young
upon one climate change
aching for sickness is the sickness
nothing comes of the desired range
& it becomes a matter of critical forgiveness
-----ravenfeels
Oct 30, 2022
Oct 30, 2022 at 4:03 PM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, ........it's just October:)
place in me
one where my lungs bleaches with fibrosis
& I let it be
yet not even upon professional diagnosis
place in me
one where my lungs are empty
& I let it be
yet still nothing comes subtly
place in me
one that thinks of a third lung
& I let it be
yet sometimes the dull are somewhat young
upon one climate change
aching for sickness is the sickness
nothing comes of the desired range
& it becomes a matter of critical forgiveness
-----ravenfeels
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