Poems from the bottom of my anxious heart
Tuesday, January 7, 2025
Chasing the blues away
Watch the moon roll
down the hill
of sleepy moles
then watch it roll
into the black and silent lake.
Now watch my heart bewitched forget
the countless insults of the day
now watch the moon
lead them all away.
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