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Bed of Glass
To rest upon
A bed of glass
I’d scarcely lay my cheek
While blades of shard and thorn
Razor sharp and caustic
Precise in their motive
Tear my flesh
And twist my bone
Entangled
With a restless spirit
Wandering
Craving
Begging
To possess
That which evades me
A bed of glass
I’d scarcely lay my cheek
While blades of shard and thorn
Razor sharp and caustic
Precise in their motive
Tear my flesh
And twist my bone
Entangled
With a restless spirit
Wandering
Craving
Begging
To possess
That which evades me
Published 23rd Nov 2021
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