Works

Losing My Vision

Human relationships

I build .

New hope, new dreams and visions

I give, I give and give and give until

Their bellies hang.

Perhaps afraid of dying 

 From gluttony

They disppear.

With the hope, the dreams and visions.

I’m left to fall

Not too far into the deep,

Lest they need me again,

But severed nonetheless.

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