Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Thursday, July 11, 2019
I try
But I keep coming
In through corners
Or perhaps God
Disguised as my most
Unaccepted Self
Unwashed
Me
Of trying.
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