I tell you for you

Little Duck Man

You have glow to you,

Not your face but your words

They’re candescent.

 

Even with your brilliance

You call a painter,

They cover every word,

Not for you for them.

 

Now you speak

And all I can see is

potentials suicide.

  • Author: Little Duck Man (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 5th, 2022 04:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: i wrote this?
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 25
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  • L. B. Mek

    deep..
    we can only paint over
    and repress, so much..
    thanks for sharing

  • Rocky Lagou

    Yeah, YOU wrote this. And you did great as well. I enjoy the food for thought you’ve presented.



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