#084

twilight gelatined overhead, i fell
through the tiniest crack
in resilience

and into amnesia.

beating bruised wings-
scarce alive-
i sink helplessly
in you

©Mohana Das

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2 thoughts on “#084

  1. oh those bruised wings.. for me this sounds like falling into a relationship that you don’t really want to but cannot help…ha..maybe just my mind wandering off to places where i’ve been…smiles

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