Ode To J.D.

Drowning in my bitterness

and the smallness of reluctance

I refuse again to see 

what life has gifted me unclaimed 

 Falling back into the prison of my dark

unfolding memoir

Drifting lost into an older time 

— negativity holds dear

 

(The New Room: May, 2024)

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