…a pinhole look into the life of one not-so-ordinary girl.
i haven’t posted a poem in a long while. i haven’t had much time to write lately, mostly a lack of inspiration, but also a good deal of just plain busy exhaustion.
i won’t explain this one — it’s a simple, straightforward, little thing.
that Bright Orb
it beats upon my head
a gnawing, clawing, steady bass-drum of an ache
“give it a rest” i diffidently whisper
and crawl into my bed