L. V., i found this poem in the space that separated the lightning from the thunder
L. V., i found this poem when you finally took the mask off
L. V., i’m trying to make sense i swear i’m trying to make sense
L. V., i found this poem stuck between a poet's teeth
L. V., i found this poem at the tip of your lit cigarette
L. V., i found this poem when god wasn't looking
L. V., i found this poem begging you to be gentle with my heart
L. V., i found this poem running down the butter knife like blueberry jam
L. V., i found this poem in its attempt to conquer the skies
L. V., i found this poem rereading a book you gave me years ago
L. V., i found this poem buying funeral flowers on a thursday night
Poetry. Prose. Free Verse. May explore dark/sensitive themes.
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