THE LACKADAISICAL POET
No More
The smell of memories
drilling through
the altar of my time
gaining speed
with less ahead
close to the end
not much left to fight for anymore
easier to fade away
May 2, 2023
Tressa Lee Breen
Day 70 of 100 #The100DayProject2023
Magnetic Poetry pull: Altar, Anymore, Close, Drilling, Smell, Speed.
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