The Deepest Crack
Oh dizzy heights
that come to me
lost
and pressed
against my inner skull
my hand
it holds it in
as I spin around
searching for the deepest crack
to find my spoken dream
and cool is this place
that sparkles
like shining eyes
without ever knowing them !!
Copyright © Brenton Doyle | Year Posted 2021
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