I fell from grace as the last ember
of gray ash from your cigarette
transformed me into a lost
shadowy remnant doomed
to linger within
the depressing
remnants of
break-up's
net.
About the Creator
Kale Sinclair
Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd | Zen Practitioner
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