Posted in Prose, Relationships

Taking a Short Walk

The road,

the day, fading

and I meandering along,

like a sluggish

stream,

 

My mossy thoughts

and slippery stones,

warned of danger ahead

 

Catch me, won’t you,

before, I fall

 

For you….

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My profile might reflect who I am, what I think and why I write what I do. My profile might just reveal the inner workings of a deranged mind, a helpless soul, and a self-destructive way of living. Don't worry. I'm OK. I've just lost sight of my little sister in the evening clouds....

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