I Write
white clothes
white room
soft walls
lullabies
suffocated
words in my head
don't match words on my lips
but djinnis live in here
cackle
and devilish laughter
in equal amounts
I'll craft beautiful poetry
in this room with white walls
and my imagined blue pen
more we don't need here
I'll write
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September 10, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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