You can only strike
with one edge
of a sword.
No more denying it
or speaking
against it.
I toss this around
in my head,
stirring.
Then I sleep deeply.
This was just the
other night.
Poetry & Verse by Nicholas Alzate
You can only strike
with one edge
of a sword.
No more denying it
or speaking
against it.
I toss this around
in my head,
stirring.
Then I sleep deeply.
This was just the
other night.