Welts Of Dispair

Welts Of Dispair short poem

Photo by Xu-Gong

Walls slowly closing in
So fixated on the seams of the tiles
Till they faded
Cold and wet
Longing for warmth
But the lights dimmed
And the body left jaded
The heat of the fast flowing blood
Did not give comfort to the cloth
A mirror was the only witness
Thought of it as an act so witless
It could not reflect the whole
But a burned and crippled soul
Behind its fog it reflected long wet hair
And what was hidden underneath
Were painful welts of despair

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