Notes About The Poem
Yalto: 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5 syllables
Date written: 06/20/2026
Internal Decay
golden seal
a heavy hand
small brides
ink stains the soul
rust c r e e p s through the joints
honor dies
slow leak
foul water,
d
e
e
p mud,
cold promise;
p r o m i s e s
built on hollow ground.
the tower starts to lean...
c r a c k;
dust is all that stays.
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