Guilt and Retrospection
somewhere lost behind my musings
one two three
let's count them all
while all rhyme and comprehension
swan dive spirals
as it falls
somewhere in the secret synapse
four five six
negotiate
while all thoughts and disposition
still remind me
I was late.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2006
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