Learning Anicca

Lying limply in the limelight, of your covetous regard,

Burned by the flames igniting your iris,

Searing into my flesh where I am deeply scared,

The insinuating insatiable virus,


Held in my palms hopelessly, like grains of sand,

Memories that trickle away,

On weakened knees I have the strength to stand,

The assault of what you say,


A lung full of air with the sweet tang of salt,

Holds my unspoken reply,

In your ignorance I will not judge, nor fault,

I just let it go, and sigh…


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