it's time to kneel at night's altar
quieten thoughts
to swallow answers into silence
and survive
for I'm too wild for sleep to be
anything pure
in that room I have never left this body drifts away from me I've mislaid an empty head crowds have taken its words lines shudder unp...
2 comments:
This is beautiful, Maya.
It felt unfinished.. so extra thanks for your vote, Nicole!
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