Day After Blues

New day, same vantage.
I’ll tell more about it sometime,
but for now, we rumba.
Leaden whispers drop
decisively in the ear.
Mangled mind devoured
by recurrent dawns,
I keep my gaze contained.
Future stained a livid shade.
You must be wondering,
and in so doing,

-r. miller

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