"conflictable" poems
once my comfort, my cotton
now shameless, you are rotten
you are changing, multi-facing
we flow not
you start and then stop
unpredictable, calloused and conflictable
i spit aching recollections
to weave conspiring connections
out of the fibers
of your sins and unforgiveables
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 12:36 PM UTC