Fall in Green - Who Is Afraid

I filled my pockets with rocks
I left you my words on the river bank
To hold
To squeeze
To make sense of my
Existential musings
Of how I am going mad
Again

I am
Was
Words

Farewell ink and thought
Walking tears on
Blotting paper

Written by:
Deborah Edgeley

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