Do Tell

Who’s keeping time bottled-up
why & what for, I implore,
encased among ghosts from a troubling past

When in doubt, silence is one’s best lead-in,
for community doesn’t come cheap
in a fair appraisal

And who stole my thunder,
absconding with it into the world-under
resounding much like a death wish,
for crossing the gods does not go unpunished

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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