Adscititious

A procurement of sorts Self-fulfilling prophecy Pulled from the store shelves On a cyber Monday sale Suddenly satiated Till you realize That ultimately Your ‘why’ Becomes the ‘how’

Trenchant

Forget the freak, you’re just nature Lost, alone in the woods, under a tree On a limb Not a strong one at that The first cut is the deepest, and the hardest hit Couldn’t tear myself away from the blade for one bit Rolled up my sleeves and tore on right then That woman knows... Continue Reading →

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