![]() 06/18/17A Poem by Kelly B.![]() Titles are tedious.![]() I need the room to stop putting on a show; panoramic, pirouetting across the stage as I lie here eyes closed, completely stagnant, stationary, static. My brain won't cease to put on a performance for the sweet solitary, for four barren white walls, for the pedestal fan peacefully oscillating whirling a crisp, cool breeze across my pale face. I wish for a meager moment where your silhouette doesn't daintily dance behind my drowsy eyelids. A moment where I am blissfully unaware of the divine caliber that is your ebullient existence. Lonely mind of mine, won't you let the memories die A slideshow on repeat, replaying, remembering. © 2017 Kelly B.Author's Note
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