The day is an empty embrace
which I didn’t think was possible
until I started to grow up recently.
I’m buried beneath
years of outward reticence
and inner abandon-
there aren’t enough antacids
to make up the difference.
The day is an empty embrace
which I didn’t think was possible
until I started to grow up recently.
I’m buried beneath
years of outward reticence
and inner abandon-
there aren’t enough antacids
to make up the difference.
The Word Rummager 
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