Mourning on the horizon. A moon's breath screams, "Why me?" I am the egg on the sidewalk its earthy shadow broken and loud. At dawn, midnight falls. The clock hands tattoo a dance deep like a dream. I quench a breath and pause. In. Out. In. Out. A soft scream, loud like a silver whisper caresses me asleep. Dwelling in the darkness, salty and fresh, a toad sings alone.
Reason for writing:
Word list poem, discover a meaning for yourself.
Birth sign: Leo
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