i am trying to build myself again
circumspect, we recollect
a box of leaves turned over, a broken watch
there are fires here
set yesterday
being acted out today
when i fell upon myself
amnesia snowflake break and brake
a self forged sword
we are bricks
what is this?
some lost kiss, some reminisce
aiming past the surreal recollection
farmed out in the introspection
fold the wings; avoid detection
there is a picture of me
there is a fiction of me
there’s a depiction of me
and the fossils in the shale
the explanation fail
the tale of a tail
Beautiful Poetry> Loved it.Keep wrtiting
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