Winterscore ©
Wednesday, March 7, 2018
I'm all tied up in knots
I'm all tied up in knots
Undoing my doing
No sense of scribbled thoughts
Volcanic ash spewing
Endless barbwire battles
As if tangled in stars
No sense of place in space
And no life behind bars
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