Lost Soul Wondering
rabbit hole fear
the air of an ache
drifting in the cold dirt
wondering where you are
chain link fence
the wind within the pain
middle and ring finger playing a metal harp
wondering where you are
ears of four walls
the frustration of four cornered wax buildup
q-tip tastelessly teasing the snare of the eardrum
wondering where you are
bookwork experiencing falling action
the climax conceding to an unfortunate understudy
aching thumb connected to a greenhorn lost soul
wondering where i am
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2014
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