poetry penned in moon dust

the words and intent

too long

angst flow now thru my fingertips

run away from my heart

I urge the poison placed

like acid there for nigh too long


killing who I had been

i air out my soul

i glimpse what I lost

now that I am

myself regained



ing free


Today is an offering of fiction in a mere 55 words a la G-Man.
I continue my quest with other writers taking the  a to z challenge this being the letter “K”

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