even as our spirits spiral down
the index that is hidden behind smirks
like dirty sheets left in a corner for mom
no one wants to do the wash but everyone wants to dream clean
but it has to be done
before wolf will live with the lamb
should that be ok with lambs once angel of death passes
in the meantime watch out
for wolf laundromats
run by lady macbeth.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
Offline) - Published: November 29th, 2021 17:23
- Comment from author about the poem: Thanks for staying with me!
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
Wolves too can dream of being in love.
Andy
That sounds like the title of a poem to me Andy!
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