Message In a Bottle
Consider me someone's fallen ways,
Beneath a swollen stare;
Or a brief but complete moment
Which span is unknown.
Consider me to be a stiff collection of thoughts
From within a weary heart
That has been handled by fools
Or....
Consider me barely enough,
Yet by then I may be nothing at all.
Copyright © Brooke Noble | Year Posted 2021
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