Fifty Shades
Fifty shades of broken
shrewn across the floor
multicolored plumage
riddled to the core
Twist and turn to picture
what's inside this man
create a mental image
and guide him with a hand
The corners they will tell you
what's around the bend
straight off to the edges
with finesse you'll reach the end
Tiny specks of sunshine
filter through the grey
whipped against the backdrop
please tell me that you'll stay
Misshapen moments linger
where inner solace cried
half way to the finish well,
at least you say you tried
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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