Slow Boil

Writing and Reflections

Sprawled on a blanket of lies

we recite graveyard poetry

freed from the confines

of a magnificent future we planned

Please perish the thought

that you have the power to change

I tossed aside tradition to

chase the storm

and now I’m living in the wreckage

because even after disaster strikes

you’re chasing butterflies

Some say that’s unorthodox—

somewhat quirky, almost endearing

I say my perceptions are changing

I’m on a quest for the serendipitous

Let’s bury hatchets under buried bodies

You know which ones, don’t you?

Image by suju-foto from Pixabay

prompts: #IntrigueVerse, #moonmystic, #atreasverse, Go Dog Go Cafe – Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge, Lyric Ideas

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