Like a whisper

Murdered young
Brain-merged tongue
Jealous reprobate
Would we f  k if I skate

Muddle, muddle
Unclear like a puddle,
Softly, quietly,
Like a whisper 

Bubbling, corroding, invading,
Lonely bed with no agenda
A quiet unavailability
Called desperately
You were never there
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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