Jun 2019
dislodge myself
tighten my jaw
summer is not
our season of bliss
choke on your flowers
swallow your sirens
the air is lethal
with nightmares
tighten my jaw
summer is not
our season of bliss
choke on your flowers
swallow your sirens
the air is lethal
with nightmares
Written: June 2019.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time. Feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time. Feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
