Spent
On the floor
Breathe
What is it
Existence
To be
Silence
All around
My breath
Look
Detritus
I see
Of all the things
That be
For me
None can know
Silence
As do I
None can touch
My place
Or know why
I live among
The detritus
Of my life
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Author:
Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 20th, 2022 06:37
- Category: Reflection
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