Mid October, just woke up.
Every love, every wish, every breath.
Wasted.
Wasted all day.
Wasted you.
Twined basket used for trash--
Handmade for flowers.
Sorry and Guilty,
I'd be your flowers now.
I'd plant myself, for you, for you
you, you, you.
And i know you have better now, better than I'd deserve.
A daisy or a rose.
1 comment:
This seems like it has a lot of potential; it feels as though there is a lot of raw energy here (so to speak). Nicely done. Have considered experimenting with line length, stanzas, etc.?
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