Dirt Figment Breeding flies Sweet charity Hot, stagnant breeze Doves in a stale autumn wind An entity so dense Holding such little weight Topicality Technicality Revelation and rendition Something so malleable Yet so rigid Reformed Thick like honey but smoldering Grey paste Emotions breeding anxiety Still getting by Not saying, but just saying
I wrote this five years ago, I was looking through an old writing portfolio that I had to do for an English class in high school and I stumbled across it.