UntitledA Poem by Wilyem Clark
Once you sweat out the anger,
Its acidic residue remains; You alter your routines to avoid encounters And test variations you'd prefer not to use. Your world is discolored by kneejerk emotions That inhibit absolute happiness; You'd like to discard these petty vices, But memories linger, and they irk you no end. © 2017 Wilyem Clark |
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Added on October 12, 2017 Last Updated on October 12, 2017 AuthorWilyem ClarkWashington, DCAboutI've been writing poems since my teens (now in my 60s) and prose since the 1990s. It's been hard finding decent forums online--the free websites too often suffer sudden deaths. My "published" works ar.. more..Writing
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