Maybe. Just Maybe.

Kinda ‘fraid
to read
on days
when words bleed off pages…

Just being me
is a tragedy
knowing directions circle
flapping wings
licking tongues
ready to make the kill.

So…
is there a plan
to right the wrong
or steep longer

in a stew
cut-up songs
keys askew
melodies that don’t belong.

Just being me
is a tragedy
knowing directions circle
flapping wings
licking tongues
ready to make the kill.

5 thoughts on “Maybe. Just Maybe.”

my dream walden says:

11/12/2018 at 10:08 am

That’s an interesting picture. “Just being me is a tragedy.” Sometimes I hate that I’m too sensitive, that I feel too much but I rather feel too much than be numbed.

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raynotbradbury says:

11/12/2018 at 8:12 am

awesome one! hope and doubt – united…or should I say – just our reality

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1. Jeanne says:
  
  11/12/2018 at 9:42 am
  
  Yep…. starting to see reality. 💔😞
  
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  1. raynotbradbury says:
    
    11/12/2018 at 7:41 pm
    
    Reality is dropping more low …each day
    
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  2. Jeanne says:
    
    11/13/2018 at 9:38 pm
    
    😞
    
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