There
In Abandon, it sits
Kept in isolation
The acid drip
The stopper pressed down
though labeled warning
holding focus
Livid memories unhinged
by the heart
broken
Long collecting dust
use and need
neglected
the caustic flame holding breath
Potent Singeing Solution
Tangible dis-abler in death
1 comment:
your writing, it holds something more lately, like I see more of you. Sadness.
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