Here’s a little sneak peak of a new poem…!
Your name, a tender hymn stretched long and thin,
A yearning that was once a fairy-tale dream,
Now locked up in a dusty display cabinet,
Imprisoned in a filthy jar of dusty exoskeletons,
A weary entity that walks these crooked hallways,
Still trapped beneath the sullen floorboards,
Each groaning with every step you tread