Feet Pointed Forward

Poem written by Dnavarre on Monday 14, June 2021

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I was at a party this weekend, until I wasn't.

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Fire and friends, laughter and light, I left them all behind Though feet pointed forward with mind in disorder My body felt all unaligned. The buzzing of bugs on the humming orange bulbs spoke of sickly infection I climbed the stairs with no one aware and hoped to avoid kind detection. Cigarette smoke from a near-midnight toke trailed from a future regret Surveying acres of stark layers of dark Only myself could I reflect. The scrying wretch pries at rot, checks on the soul weathered thin. Flowers need basics, love, care, and patience So this garden I cannot well tend.

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    Very thought-provoking. Nicely done.