Don't touch my mistake

practice verse

1

Where we see the status
inside of a prior scope.
No where but bright light
burning from a former hope.

2

Madness, thighs and lips,
object or human being.
Cold sweat retort, tung slip
from where fingers cling.

3

Don't touch my mistake.
The cup is full to the brim.
Just another dead man,
hiding behind his skin.

Author's Note

all constructive criticism is welcome.

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

Feels like the frustration of grasping at slivers of hopes and could have beens, walking among those who all hide behind their skin. Very moving. Tangent is the reader's own. Thanks for sharing.

[Willys Watson]

I really love this verse and the first line of the last stanza, the 'Don't touch my mistake' is simply wonderful.

[drew garner]

hi, thank you, I am glad you liked it.