A Midsummer Night’s Hangover
July 18, 2018
The dull ache Behind these eyes, In this jaw If only for the sake Of this disguise, Face rubbed raw. Dragging feet Day by day, Through brambles, Broken glass And sharpened clay. My soul is weary And needs rest. Peace, Always outside my reach, Though I try my best To grasp fickle joy, A […]
