Unwind

Forgive me I need
a flame yours crisp
to file quickly in
my files on my list.

My intuition lures
at the sight of supple
words that leave me
in the deep the rubble.

Sweet is destruction
in all my own functions
I feel the devil squeal
I guess that’s something.

Release the ripe
feel the cry I don’t lie
of this eye I reply
despite my disguise.

Want this touch
to stimulate my fate
tonight in this light
not fight let’s debate.

Cause I’m moving
slowly I see a room loom
as I unwind I my spite
I release all that dooms.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Secret Bree says:

    Sweet is destruction
    in all my own functions
    I feel the devil squeal
    I guess that’s something.

    Some pretty great lines Jared 👏👏👏

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Jester says:

    Thank you Bree.

    Like

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