Stress TestingA Poem by Ben Taylor
My thumb aches,
a dull pain slowly being sharpened by use and reuse of a minor fracture. Every action has a backbone, a segmented spine with reality as marrow, no matter how indecipherable your intoxicated intentions may now seem. So the question is: are you spineless, or just afraid to discuss the truth?
© 2018 Ben Taylor |
Stats
20 Views
Added on September 12, 2018 Last Updated on September 12, 2018 AuthorBen TaylorColumbia, MOAboutAlmost everything I write now is relatively real, so just read what I write and get to know me. more..Writing
|