This poem is fragmented and foggy not clearly defining the whole, just like a poem about "broken" should be. "Do not unravel old ideas." "Another blind chance." To complete your thought, a provoking question which I might ponder all day in bed under flannel sheets.
This poem is fragmented and foggy not clearly defining the whole, just like a poem about "broken" should be. "Do not unravel old ideas." "Another blind chance." To complete your thought, a provoking question which I might ponder all day in bed under flannel sheets.
So lovely!
Love this one!