In the Eyes We Meet

I’ve run the course in record time
kicking around the dirt of a bitter past
leaving empties strewn about
the last drop consumed
before we presume falsehoods
aching for a compromise
true to some measurable act
of self-confidence
sweetening the abstract design
with points of light
shining sprightly in the night


Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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