in the mirrored reflection
feelings that get penned
when I feel hemmed in
always the same direction
about a heart's inflection
rain that just won't stop
and potholed riddled blacktops
not looking for resurrection
or scattered, raw affections
just looking to make sense
using a different tense
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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