spine tingles
and cracks
a Goddess
somewhere
finds me in
a crystal ball
i scream at the
empty sky
hoarse and
singing into
a single
star
some meaning
must come of
all this
or i'll just be
a yowling
ragged
cat
in the yard.
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a/n: okay that should be all the poems i want to post from 2020
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soft light
Poetryi just want to feel okay again. poems written circa 2017-2020. what a wacky time to exist. if a lot of these seem unhinged it's probably because most of them were written while i was in a very abusive relationship. tw for occasional themes of addict...
