Slipped In Between

Posted on September 27, 2018 | 6 Comments

I can’t see the man I used to be
So now I’m chained and wished to be freed
Could memories be laughter’s conclusion
Or dark imaginings both consuming

Having read the lines I slipped between
Flailing in the deep not being seen
None stopped the crash and cries not heard
Is the phoenix an angel or firebird

Michael Yost 09/27/2018

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