Dire need ( the irony ) ;relapse

To be honest

All of this dust

The created dawn that settled with dusk

….oh wait now do you smell that must

A mint musk?


But this unsettled rug that it was swept under has to GO


As the repeated words rephrase the rhetoric days that played

Doing dances around with romances that craved

Playing on the past enticed desires

Ohh–that fire–you’ve played

Another ring around the rosey with the chances you’ve caved?

An ill approach at the tomb it raids

So well–behaved?

—back to the subject –lets not forget the unestablished ; a stressed out public–

To the offense

of this dust–the created dusk that dawned with a musk—-

“A must”

Mitchell, Tierra (ae)

Published by Alpha’s Poetry notes

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