Fallow With Folded Arms

NOTHING HAS CHANGED
IT'S STILL THE SAME
AS BEFORE YOU WERE HERE
YOU WERE A LITTLE LIGHT
BUT THE BATTERIES DIED
AND I
IN THE NARROW REALM
OF UNCERTAINTY
AWAIT YOUR DECISION
A DEPARTURE
WITHOUT QUESTION
I'LL GO
BUT I MADE A LITTLE SUN
IN YOUR DARK SKY
GUESS I BLINDED YOU
WITH THE BRIGHTNESS.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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