Just Reign
Shrill overhead birds
ripping my thoughts apart
The taste of oncoming rain
limps in the air
Gaggles of forgotten children
waging wars of imagination
As i draw a breath
leading life
its terminus incorporate
My hand
rub the my epidermis
head
and choral sighs escape
Problems weighed and measured
Displeasured by the moments
I rip a jigsaw piece from the sky above
I create the time
Stories read my rhymes
Innocence creates the crimes
An first born
drop announces
it demise
To my feet arise
The creep who creeps the creeps
Goes back inside
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2019
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