An empty sleeve

Like an empty sleeve
of an amputee
I’m swaying in the wind.

I accept the grief
and the pain I feel
In my phantom limb.

Not newborn dawn
nor every truth
will set you free.

I dreamt of oceans
but  drowned my youth
in the smallest sea.





©2018 Troy Towns


6 thoughts on “An empty sleeve

  1. Wow…Love maybe sometime very strange…😊😉🤩☺️😃


      1. Yeah, right…but it’s temporary…😊😉🤩

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    1. Thank you, Theresa. And thanks for the follow.

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