Infamous Visions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Infamous Visions



A pocket of time opens up, consuming me in it's
energetic whims.
Basically haunting me with undisclosed adjectives
as yet.
Sifting through the darkness, feeling around for
objects that will become infamous in just a few
words melded together, giving literature new
visions to add to it's repertoire.

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