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Poetry Drafts / 13 July 2023

~~Blah.~~

Blah. Blah. Blah.

Misery danced alone that night.

Blah. Blah. Blah.

Naked feet and a made-up face.

Blah. Blah. Blah.

Two steps by four and without blemishes.

Blah. Blah. Blah.

Misery danced alone that night.
Or so they said — proof-less
like an uneaten pudding; their words
not seeing Memories twirl.

Blah.
Blah.
Blah.

Misery danced with Memories
of naked feet and made-up faces,
dreaming of a silent world
— without Blah and blemish.

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.