Reset

Reset.

Still, holding on to vocals
borne on fresh sheets-
feint and margin carry-all
bookkeeps repeats... 

Blue veins run straight across, 
underpin where I melt
my heart in cold fear's loss, 
dip slips of tongue dealt
in chock - a - block
female thoughts - my fondue's
hothead take stock-
be mindful to subdue. 

New thoughts come to her
playful - bell jar
film noir stirs up, burns up, blurs
life's old memoirs. 


Aqua Marine. 30/12/2024

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Tom Woody

Date: 12/30/2024 1:14:00 PM

I have no idea what this is about but hopefully SO comes around, he's pretty good at deciphering. I hope you're doing ok AM

Aqua Marine
Date: 12/30/2024 2:19:00 PM

Hey Tommy, it's OK... It's about resetting myself.... Going through old poems, and doing some adjustments... Making peace with myself. And by extension, with others too.... I am OK, - life's a bit hectic, but staying positive.... Thank you so much for your visit, and caring comment-much appreciated!