Distorted View

I wonder how I could have stood
so close to the edge, wordstruck,
waning like a sleepy moon.
Some evenings scream darkness,
latch on to careless thoughts
carrying fears to fruition
with nothing more
than a stained-glass perception
of who we wanted to be.

~

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