#poemd
As i lie
In my bed
I think of the
Days events
And other past items
Then i hear a tear
As if someone ripping fabric
The fabric
My personality
As it split into twob
Sep 30, 2020
Sep 30, 2020 at 12:06 AM UTC
As the young
Woman keeps blowing
Bubbles during
The summer twilight
It soon becomes an
Autumn twilight
With the dipper hanging
Low
Over her head.
Aug 19, 2019
Aug 19, 2019 at 9:54 AM UTC