Tuesday, December 21, 2021

Jagged By Terrence Sykes

On the motel dresser 

7 jagged Little Pills

Once for each day 

7 jagged Little Regrets

Only before dawn

7 jagged Little Hours

One deed shall be done 



 



Terrence Sykes is a GASP Gay Alcoholic Southern Poet & was born and raised in the rural coal mining area of Virginia.  Although he is a far better cook &  gardener – his  poetry - photography - flash fiction has been published in India, Mauritius,Scotland, Spain and the USA. ..Other interests include heirloom vegetable research & foraging wild edibles.
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