Dyed-In-The-Wool

Dyed-In-the-Wool! 

Stains there in your palms, wallowing, ling'ring, 
Metamorphosed into tears and so drips, 
Tainting where they plunge, and you're unsullied?  
19:03:12:08:52

Ancestor. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Dyed-in-the-wool
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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March 12, 2019 at 6:29 AM
Enjoyed your poem today . thanks for sharing .
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