I’m trying to make myself better piece by piece

Is it enough that I

No longer know wherein to hide

Whether thoughts or feelings

The vulnerability


Scraps of cloth that lay about me

We don’t really know where to direct

Our thoughts or even this current events

But gliding to the fashion of the day

Exploring highs and lows

The press and ebb and flow

Let the heaviness of lids

Give way to missed opportunities

Instead gratefulness resides in it.


Author: gerbilette

Write, edit, be. Write, love, poetry.

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