Emotions come crawling,
storming,
slithering up the side of her head
No mooring
Mercury in retrograde
Sliding backwards
Falling, falling
The oak leaves were red
and grand, yet the
Survivors breath misting
Trailing with the apologies
came only from a frozen mouth
The year of 2016, May 12.
ne bottalico♥©
ladyO€
~musingsilence~∞
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