sunless and setless

gathering faux comfort from the twining
of warm greys with those that are biting
at my limpid hope
it’s all useless
bitter after all
storms are storms, are storms

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One thought on “sunless and setless

  1. storms are storms, are storms.

    Who would have thought these two word repeated could ever make such a great last line? What I love about your work is that you choose simple words, but place them in such complex patterns.

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