Poetry Obsession
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obsessed with incurable hope
to prose
who knows
one day
the stars will align
putting nobody
on the front
of a book
swing in slow motion
of day and night
under the purple veil of the aurora,
Owl with oxblood claws
flying, warbling
vivid and astir shades
during this season
slipping through
the wristwatch band
the leaves were rough
and ruffled by the fall
breeze
carried ample outbursts
In October,
huge gems gave
many willing
reasons
because if the waist fits too
surmising you can be
somebody
Written: October 11, 2022
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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