Tempest

And still
My unmade bed
For days
Means
An unkempt storm
Is gathering
Truth like sheets
And rain that screams
Must spill

-me

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Painting: Unmade Bed by jillianngrace on deviantart.com

~ by April on October 21, 2018.

Posted in Humanity, Identity, Loss, Love, Marriage, Poetry, Writing
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