fire flys
on the way in
a huge hole
blackin as the news begins
not the same anymore
no more lessons to learn
no more bridges to burn
in a dark prison burrow
shame and blame rolls fast
so nobody wins
time chases back the future
looking for a white rabbit
and never finds the end
walking away from questions
head hanging low
the lost rabbit hole
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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