Streams Of Conscience

Leaky Poets

dripping Prose

Words secreted

left unchose

 

Wanton memories

twisted lies

Moment’s bartered

naked I’s

 

Love on steroids

feelings burn

Swelling heartache

pages turn

 

New tomorrow

old reprise

Armageddon

death’s surprise

 

One more time

into the breach

Last wave ceding

from the beach

 

Leaky Poets

undisclosed

One word answer

—no one knows

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2022)

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