Momentary Silence

Written by LWFlouisa January 29, 2019

Within the weeds
Blowing in the sky
The papillon wings

The cloudy sky
Crying down in cold tears
Pouring down, spatter.

The way of life rots
away, like bedtime
cots, the rotting bed
withers, the dust rots
also, from no use.

Morning echoes
Calling for the children,
The sun rises bright.

Momentary silence.

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I am a poet, short story, novellette, and novella writer. Genres in the past I've written include Time Travel, Post Apocalyptic, Cyberpunk, and GameLit. I briefly ventured into Slipstream, and now circling back into writing GameLit fiction with literary elements.

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