Askance

 

I pounced upon crumbs

deviously tossed off the cake

you battered from motive

and if I knew why, then

all hope would be shattered.

 

Despite this kind stance,

are my intuitions valid

or just paranoia;

better yet, still,

does it even much matter?

 

Most of you is gone,

far as I can tell;

 

unnecessary to cling

for words flung on a screen.

The barest of strings

tether these feelings.

 

 

Reviews

[Raja]

Good work! Good sensation in verse and creation...

Thank you.

Raja