Plumage Of The Dare – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

I spoke the words well before the sound had made them known, stolen kisses taken from the well, unknown that it was what was, peel the flesh back, show the soul beneath, dare to believe the story ends when the lights go out, for that they call gestation, growth within the spinning ball, open, peer past the windows empty, and see the reflection out side the mirror, see the truth, while seeing yourself…

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