Internal Dialogue …. his back was turned From me, I heard a muffled voice, I should have killed ya’ when I had the chance….” The Warden politely coughed, “Pardon me?” “Sorry, Warden, I wasn’t Talking to you, sir. I was thinking of the friend Who put me in this chairContinue reading “Internal Dialogue, a poem.”
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Vacation Hot Spot
Do I procrastinate? My lips, they feel raw, old, abused by their wearer. I vowed to leave this desert, where water is acidic. Glass shard towers wore away. I’m only another molecule of sand.
Liferaft in the Abyss 