Running, Canvassing Balm, Treasuring Dark Insides

Crawling search

toward warming sun

and power,

she reigns su-

preme when I plead for rescue,

my guts float on, lost.

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  1. #1 by stillight on February 5, 2017 - 3:01 pm

    Awesomeness!! I love how you have strung these words together to produce this thought.

    • #2 by Carl on February 5, 2017 - 3:34 pm

      You’re very kind, Jennifer! I feel lucky for your words. Your writing is part of what kept me going while I couldn’t lift a pen, so thank you for your visit!

      • #3 by stillight on February 5, 2017 - 4:02 pm

        Awww, so kind of you to say, Carl. This was great, honestly. I hope your pen is lighter now and in the coming days you are able to pick it up more and more. I’ve missed your writing. You have a voice the world needs.

        • #4 by Carl on February 5, 2017 - 4:12 pm

          Well, thank you again, Jennifer! You have boosted my spirits!

  2. #5 by Carl D'Agostino on February 6, 2017 - 3:43 pm

    Yes, float on with your gut feelings.

    • #6 by Carl on February 6, 2017 - 9:10 pm

      Lost but they keep getting smarter.

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