"unshifted" poems
The tears of a man
Don't fall down his cheek
He learned as a boy
To never look weak
Instead they gather
Inside of his brain
Endlessly swirling
On top of a drain
Whose one relief valve
Never gets lifted
The liquid remains
Forever unshifted
Pressure builds up
A mental monsoon
Dam walls are bursting
The overflow strewn
Into surrounding
Channels nearby
Causing more damage
Than a measly, old
Cry
Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 2:52 PM UTC