Self-Help In A Baggie

Bless you

Lord

I am me

Free

No nerves

Severed soul

Heart held hostage


Smoke engulfs

Highest percentile

A choked out

Gag reflex

Nothingness is pink

Bluebird bliss


We scraped it off

Night-life tumors

Brain tissue bred

The neoplasia orgy

Breezed away with rust


Bless me

Lord

I am me


Soil kisses the sky



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About Robert J. W.

Poet, author, photographer, digital artist
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