hold

a connected eye

that wasn’t open

but still saw all the

nests it’s thoughts had sewn

and on the way

a being was there

made out of the web

on iron and dread

and the fear that was planted and grown

where did the

grime get washed off

and why was that hidden in

the stores that are defended

by the angers we have made a job

for them to do at this time

a hold on the seeing

of numerous futures come into being

and the careful way of

all the situations

fitting into place on the day

answers to questions

we don’t always

want to know

at least I have you

to give strength

and to hold

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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