A Flip Of The Cube – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

painful insipid worm,
that holds me in its thrall,
burning me from inside,
not want to get out,
a yearning unimaginable,
its impossibility to be,
wanton nestling creates,
packing in my spleen,
wishful thinking,
a dare to dream,
sunset too far away,
I wait to want,
but need to see,
the devil inside me…

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