Swallowing Mistakes
By: M. MacMinn
For the fruitless souls
with hungry minds
Building their own legend
filling thoughts with time
The years may vanish
but the aching lives on
Throwing out fists
filled with barren palms
Shouting, give me something,
I have earned as much
Unleash my blessing
I'll tear it in lust
I'll grasp it firm
filling it out
stretching with searching
bottoming up
When is it over
When the air escapes
When the ground opens up
swallowing mistakes
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