This Bitter Breath
If my life
Is like the
Leaves on a
Winter breeze
What’s the purpose
Of me
This bitter breath
That flung me
From the tree
Twisting and turning
This ballet of thirst
Naught comes
At landfall
Journeys end
Grounded
Grounded into dust
Until
This bitter breath
Once again
Copyright © Dominic Middleton | Year Posted 2018
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