Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Making it Work
No pretense
No balance, fragile: fear to break the silence -
Speak! And hear, and know all open
Here - small stings of real, avert
Catastrophe of built-up bites and strain;
Bind, build, and make a life
Of compromise, to last.
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