Ten-Fold
You've been sucked into the black hole of yourself.
Where laws of love are displaced
by cinderblocks and soot.
Thick as drunkard facades
where flowers dare not grow.
Your yellow chick will follow you; it has no choice.
it's trapped in your free-fall.
Until it grows old enough
to retrieve its wings from your darkness
until then it will suffer...
ten-fold
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2021
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