My iron fist
is blue & cramped
from bludgeoning
life
to bow my way
such bungled design
exacts a tax,
bleeding
precious
peace of mind
in the currency of angst
Musing Forward…Thoughts, Words by JF Toomey
So I like to write poetry and maybe a vignette or two, but I can't always say where the thoughts or the words come from. Enjoy!
