Classic Script

Has no jugular
sandstone grit
keeps his hell
well barricaded

She is melody
beauty flowing
sees only light

Classic tragedy
about to unfold.

(Image mine)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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