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Today I am in blissful ignorance of the facts.
A self imposed bubble of my own truth.
Knowing I will have to fly into the window
will not change the result. I don’t want to
bleed from my brain. These past years
have been concussion enough.
Please Lord save my world from itself.
Please God preserve something of the past
for the future; some semblance of the
compassion we all once knew. Just now
awakening I dream of my gravestone
the one I was carving out back the house
thinking I could pause this I stopped.
Should today I begin again?
04November2020
Markle~
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