Rooster

Time to dismantle my bed & my nest.
This groove where I rest & plot my next best.

The place where I sweated & puked out sludge.
The spot where pain, sleep & death would not budge.

Once demolished, I can make an escape;
Build a new nest with a livelier shape.

Still, the perfect perch to plot ambitions…
Larger spaces & loftier missions.

For, this bed, oftentimes, felt like a trap.
The new one; life’s springboard & more…perhaps.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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