Castaway On a Sea of Twisted Smiles & Two other poems by Ted Jackins
Castaway On a Sea of Twisted Smiles Now I’m sleeping in, As if the sunlight were Something else to outrun. It’s always a slow motion Slide into depression, Cold sweat up And down my protruding Spine, Eyelids like heavy Boulders Continue reading Castaway On a Sea of Twisted Smiles & Two other poems by Ted Jackins