May 11, 2023
Martin's Mediocre poetry #3!
[ID: A picture of a poem written in cursive on a notebook page, titled "My lover paved the way to hell".
Hardworking and devoted
my lover paved the way to hell - -
and with him I walk.
Amid laughing tombs and through
my realm of fog
by the darkest child
with a hunting friend
along London's green winding streets
following the trail of eyes - -
I walk this path --
paved in eager
feverish hunger for things true
and cannot help but Love
the stones I walk on.
The midst of hell,
nightmares, the hand
that through the guilt and hurt
I held.
Signed, M. K. Blackwood.
End ID.]
I'm not at all coping with the fast approaching end of @a-mag-a-day.
I don't want it to be over. Not yet, not yet.