Ghost Holes

Heart racing

Bloody fingers

Claw the darkness

Snatching breath

 

Awake now

Chest heaving

Lids a flutter

Perplexed

 

Vexing dreams

Gaping wounds

Dressed with gauze

Unraveling

 

Daily Post Keyword: Perplexed

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About Phil

Hi, my name is Phil. I’ve managed to escape the corporate world, rid myself of excess belongings, travel the country extensively in my old Winnebago, and find a new home on a beautiful barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico. I define myself as: a free spirit, a writer, a philosophical anarchist, a poet; a lover of nature, a lover of art, a protector of animals, as well as a devoted friend and partner
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5 Responses to Ghost Holes

  1. kurtislunz says:

    Cool! I like the rhythm of that one.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. aikopup says:

    Great job!! Really loved it!

    Liked by 1 person

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