Unmoored Thoughts
I refuse to exhibit an assent.
Drunk on a crestfallen vision,
I forbid myself to acquiesce my thoughts.
I withhold my slipping silhouette;
From infusing into the definition
Of my flaws, my fears, my Achilles...
Drunk on a crestfallen vision,
I forbid myself to acquiesce my thoughts.
I withhold my slipping silhouette;
From infusing into the definition
Of my flaws, my fears, my Achilles...