#56 of 365 – “suspect”



day has already been swallowed

by night


and I have nothing but anxiety

about what to write


I was hoping

for insight and intellect


but what I got

was this rambling disconnect


and a self-absorbed worry

that is highly suspect


perhaps tomorrow

there will be a deeper meaning to resurrect

About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, jewelry maker, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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