
And they call it puppy love…

~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
I’ve tried to find
the light switch
the one inside
my head.
I’m drowning
in this darkness
inhaling my last breaths.
I stumble, fumble forwards
then stagger, tumble back.
That switch is always
out of reach
a fingertip away
from me
so, the darkness
keeps its hold
for now, for the moment
I must yield.
I’ll try again tomorrow
to find the light I need.
#NaPoWriMo2020 #Day5