The Rudiments of Wings
Time is exhausting…
It lays in wait
to provoke you
pinches that part of you
that hurts most,
tears away
at your ambition,
laughs at
your inability
to stand up
and fight
futile battles
that bury you.
Try to escape,
but like that
little hamster
on its wheel
you will go
nowhere.
2-20-22
This or That, Vol 10 Poetry Contest~N/A~
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The Rudiments of Wings
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