8-10-14

every day I write
sometimes it hurts
sometimes it heals
it is a road
hiding from death under a sun
that seems to sneak into corners
but I keep at it
like an owner trying to find
the exact food a dog likes
but I
kept up the pace
and returned
to the main idea of it
as if a candle
that is the only light
in a house blacked out

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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