Just a Story

“A Muse or a Mother,

A Whore or a Lover,

The bride that died

Mid morning in March.”

The advantage of vantage.

The second person story.

A friend of a friend

Of yours.

With Mind wondering, mind wandering,

Falling through gaps,

Looking for impossible relations

to possible personas.

You wait and you wade

through an ocean of notions

Until your mind and body rest

On a metaphorical shore.

But this story

is a story

And nothing more.

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Published by: cynicalwordsmith

I am, by no means, a professional writer. I have no dreams of becoming such. I just enjoy writing in my very sparse free time, both poetry and short stories. If you enjoy any of my works in particular, feel free to tell me. I always enjoy the feedback.

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