Mar 2014
There's nothing worse
than to awaken
with a hardened sword
alone
& no one
here
to spar with,
but the shadows
on the wall
of my empty,
quiet room.
than to awaken
with a hardened sword
alone
& no one
here
to spar with,
but the shadows
on the wall
of my empty,
quiet room.
(GRB090423)
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