Hello
I see you through the glass
I don't remember your name
But that's okay
We're not so different me and you
I'm just your ghost
Your shadow
Your replacement
But my death will birth you again
My embraced grave
I've been snipping at your leaves for awhile
I ate the gray matter
I found your stem and snipped it
...
Suns are brighter
Grass is brighter
The fog will lift
As will the cement melt away
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Author:
The 2 A.M Writer (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When the fog lifts, you find yourself again
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Comments1
This is skilled writing. It toes a line between sadness and whimsy that makes it very satisfying to read.
Thank you! The best stuff comes from just letting loose and going with the creative flow 🙂
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