SleepA Poem by Ana B.Strange sunrise
nowadays My fibbing eyes witness The sweet intorsion of
these rays Had my humanity
grimace.
And lying ‘’loves’’ Yanked my soul’s
memory As I follow the
crumbs To a falsified
reverie…
Closer to death With each spoon of
broken glass From Life’s alphabet I must be reading the
wrong paragraphs.
Strange how time can
mold a mind… Shaping a beautiful
vessel; Or a perception
achingly blind…
After all, delight and spite Need only one heart to nestle.
© 2017 Ana B.Author's NoteReviews
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