Poems / writing

Quick six.

I can’t fix my wit to attempt this phonetically.

I bit my lip and sent my censor

ahead of me.

Time spent, senseless, regrettably.

A tinted glimpse with hints

of a better me.

Prophetically.

© 2012 by Marlon D. Hall. All rights reserved.

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