Prickle
Mar 16, 2021
We whittle
our memories
into dreams,
in hope
to forget
without purpose.
Or love,
without reason,
but give anything
to want nothing,
in return.
We whittle
our memories
into dreams,
in hope
to forget
without purpose.
Or love,
without reason,
but give anything
to want nothing,
in return.
writer, poet, educator, over-active thinker, in search of anything orange.