Feb 19, 2021
1 min read
poetry
neverland
a poem by jacob berg
ma i growed up,
ma i limp slow,
ma i ain’t sing but for
rain and for snow.
honey i’m here now,
honey i’m sure,
honey i’m tired &
i wish that you were.
--
only a poet. artist. theorist. i have no special talents, i am only passionately curious. www.dullstyle.ca.
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