Removing the These'Es
A racing heart
unto the breach
in my idle moments
I burned all my words
for the instant of warmth
Hope they found paradise
From the void I peek
Lots of space
Around some corner in time
that next big theme waits
Then ‘’Cry Havoc!’’
But don’t let that baby slip away
again
Copyright © Belden Raiser | Year Posted 2020
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