One day. A poem.

One day, your face 
Appeared to me
Among the crowd
And I was lost
As I always am
In sight and sound
And misery

And just as soon
As it was found
Your face was lost
And once again
I was alone and
Drowned, downed
Among the mass
Of ghosts around

Just one day
Wound, unwound
And lost again

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I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry and (you guessed it) writing.

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