Tuesday, March 16, 2021

Sixty-five:

65


My mind, my mouth, my heart.

I’ve been fixing things 

that weren’t broken all of my life.

We were always the last 

ones picked in kickball.

My art does not always reflect

my reality but sometimes...

My mind, my mouth, my heart.

I don’t wanna live like this 

anymore and yet He makes me.

I can hear a distant calliope now.

I stopped being The White Knight long...

Is it time to play nice now?

My mind, my mouth, my...


Markle~

14/15/16March2021

Rev:18March2021



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