Sitting Atop a Time Bomb
Sitting atop a time bomb
realised i am the fuse
imagination not my mistress
but i do like
how shes dressed
Writing words that
are never said
Words that cant keep secrets
or bleed into
the parchment
never be erased
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2019
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