Chronicles of a Sleepless Mind: ChristeningA Poem by Pierce BryantLate night toils with a little word play
Partisan to routine
Formidable at painting by night, Colored each new number before day’s shine.. Envisage darling doom and her morrow’s mourning Witless to levity. Sordid self-sleuth, Exploring the confabulation with offered transition to equal-bodied deflection. Shall I concieve a new define for this reflection of mine? Or close these hapless eyes and finally see… there is nothing about me. © 2018 Pierce Bryant |
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