The Crock

in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)

The moon shone above your creep 

The sun brighten under your fear 

What day will become the fortnight? 

They say; it’s hard to know that 

That’s… when your heart melted… 

Away with your empty crock 

Thus, 

The sun and the moon, 

will show you the way…


~ Keefe R.D ~


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