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 |    2x Winner WDC Quills BestPoetryCollection. 📝 I cast my words to the world wide wind. |
| Make Up Something New/No To Cake Whenever it's late I need romance with something. There's no chocolate cake. The novel can still wait. Coffee isn't brewed until morning. If I binge that show, I'll sleep late. Drama in my brain doesn’t equate to a world’s pain. Endless suffering needs recreate notions of dream love, when I can't concentrate on a dutiful nightingale cooing in my ears buried in pillow. Take the car out? Where's there to drive? Fill up bags of groceries? I can't eat then flatulate. What about a book? Haven't indulged in yarn for years. The nightmare I'm living wouldn't bring any to tears. So, sleep, dream, maybe see her materialize again, if you recall the one that got away, you wish would have called. But, it's half a life ago. No escape. I chase silly words on a dim screen, so the one I lay by won't wake. More than half these years, unstated need in gut no medicine would touch. In soft fortress encased, fuzzy thoughts beg, Come back in, dream again. No alarm will disturb. Enter scene, wait and listen in a darkening revision. Black is night. Black in my head. She's not coming back. I'll make up something new tomorrow to ease the dread. 6.16.20 I edited, somewhat carelessly, overly, hopefully…ly-lee, ly-lee. Sorry, I got to produce as a muse flies. #freyaridings |
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