Dripping Dream

Fallen tears over nothing, So worthless. A puppet with no strings, meadows green rotting to a druid breeze.

Broken mirror enticing ,’SO FUCKING DARING’, one night full of light…’can you hear me?’

Today better than tomorrow as yesterday fell off its horse. Two flicks and nudge and we are there–Now extinguish your torch,

For this dark does shine and this light does quit.

with little pride and much too wit..

failure for accomplishment.

C. B Wagner


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