Prose & Pronouns
Penned in ink The paragraphs I drafted in prose and pronouns The paper was blank
Like Sand
In this subdued mood I find myself In a constant ebb of itself Grieving for you
Like Therapy
Enlighten me From where all aching depletes Squander the indulgence Of curative measure
Albatross
Bring me your suffering In drones of your laborious torment To carry your burdens In parcels like cargo and millstone