A dem⦁n’s diary 55

by kvennarad

© Marie Marshall

© Marie Marshall

To read the words of the man who wrote

a leafy thing rooted to earth
bows, bends, and sways in
wind dance
like
a dog chained to a garbage can
whimpers, panics, and paces in
where the hell did my lover disappear to dance!

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