Arriving early
to start slow
breathing
tweeting
and facing the day
I cannot hide
from songs that speak my mind
I spill
a full glass
no harm done
just
leaving
an empty
sticky mess
behind
time is ticking
away
leaving late
to finish slow
breathing
I
am
still
breathing
You’re an awesome writer.
ReplyDelete"I cannot hide from songs that speak my mind" -- brilliant!
ReplyDeleteThank you! Will you join in the upcoming NaPoWriMo this April?
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