this is badass dearest Damian love your message and flow 💕

Damn you just did a mini backroom confessional. What would they not do to rise, and there is always someone there to take it.

Monsters believe they hold all the cards. The funny thing it’s the people that give them power.

Great ink

Powerful and poignant.

Holy crap, what did you just do?! This is phenomenal!

“Savagely sedated saturation”

That is incredible alliteration right there! This whole thing just rocks the reader along…& that isn’t even saying anything about the message. Which is its own bag of holy crap! Clearly your late night musing hit a stride & you just ran with it, my friend!

A ice cooling would do wonders

A hot day, diving into a clear spring-fed pond,
long hair streaming over bare backs…

Nice adding to the poem. Thank you.

Yes. You can add. I like to play with words with you. 🙂 I am publishing it tomorrow.

hello lovely poet so full of passion and longing 💕

Powerfully penned, Thomas. I can relate, drunken math, always able to figure out how to stretch a small amount of money. That’s what I called it anyway. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello dearest Thomas this is a brave write… I know what it’s like to need alcohol and not have it 💕

Thank you.