I have no words, only images, everywhere!!
They tangle around me, squeeze my breath
They are mattered in my thin unwashed hair
And, there's lack of structure in my dull mind
a can't hear sort of melody, in the background
Which must be rewired. then I can join mankind
I need an invitation, of sorts? a kind word will do
That"s all it will take!! to bring me out of the cold
It will say, welcome home little one, welcome to you
Trish 2019
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