once outside of the yard I will be forever free
so here I am held in some detention camp
along with every living soul I ever knew
one by one they are called away
until eventually I find myself alone again
selfishly gathering their freshly strewn petals
june two thousand eighteen
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“until eventually I find myself alone again
selfishly gathering their freshly strewn petals”
Gorgeous.
Thank you for reading my poetry and sharing your thoughts.