Wastelands
Do I think
you can silence a poem
In a word
the answer is NO
Do I think
you can bridle a passion
You’d be better served
melting a stone
Do I think
you can marry tomorrow
Still married
to yesterday’s pain
Do I think
you can joyously wander
Locked in step
— with the devil again
(The New Room: February, 2025)
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