some gears stick…

when days gouge into skin like jagged keys,
and some gears stick while others run too fast,
then you (we all) need some sort of release,
to leave the briars of a prickly past,
and find some good to keep until the last
of moments we have close, with some control:
when body-mind again will serve the soul

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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