Gord

2025-04-28 10:46 pm

Fire, flames upon a hoop,
I, am drawn. Eraser, 
Dissolve, dissolute.

Child's play, inside a room,
Drive talk, eyes and hearts,
Upon her arm, should she draw?

Never again can she feel loss,
I, am drawn, she says, to darkness,
Never again will she see stars,
Never again will she be wrong, 
Never again can she feel love. 

Eraser, darker hues.
Paper rips in two,
Reddish shade of blue,
Fire, flames upon a hoop.