Mended words Entry#3 (Simple Heart)

Simply a man, a gaze into tomorrow’s
Sunshine a quick look over pastures
Past her. No pain known to the
Unknown, to him lies a barred cell but toHer this is home.

Quick rationzaltion in flashes of light across the sky; a twinkling of batted eyes. This is where hard hits harder than any punch packed in the backseat of a curious mind.

Action of foreign physical attraction, on an off switch where feeble legs straddle fences entrapping tangled ambition.
The asylum for reasoning,
Eyes that witness death before dawn.


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