To Whom it May Concern

by ddavidd   Nov 9, 2018


Truth is my home
Truth is flowers
effusing out of my heart
of honeycomb,
albeit, I am homeless in your world,
albeit, in your world,
only the merciless lies
always roam,

out of your mouth
like Epilepsy’s seizure foam!

Truth is my home
my ceiling
my golden skies
inverted
on your temples’ mirror
dome!

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  • 5 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    You are been open and accepting and somewhere along the lines
    whoever that comes your way don't share your views or understand
    you...is what I get from this...

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