Forward Poem by Brian Sonberg

Forward



Perfect blue skies
And I'm stuck inside
Listening to the cadence
On the record stutter and
Skip to a stop
It reminds me of
Life stalled.
Mourning too soon
A love lost,
That never was.
Idealistic tremors
Rock perception
Until these roots release
An empty chair remains
While life is pursued

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