Poem -
Another Feeble Outlook
'Sequin sentient-
Simmer, silently in sanction'
Voices trying to tell,
Me..
Through whisker whispers
And tea towel speeches.
--It's difficult now
To feel,
Too Far-
Happy--
Negatives swarm
Biologically,
Mentally--
I'm childish sometimes,
Dreaming, I was--
Gone.
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