Indelibly Inked

You can’t wash away loneliness,

it lurks and it spies

a stain on tomorrow

where destiny cries

 

You can’t keep what’s been stolen

or find what’s not there,

alone and deserted

—the soap of despair

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2021)

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