Jun 11, 2022
Tether
Hold my arm
Close to your chest
And beating heart
See the pores ripple
At your touch
The ink trembles
I tremble
Hold my arm
Keep me here
In reality
Anchor me down
Or I could just
Drift away
Dude from Boston trying to put pen to paper. Currently working away at my first novel, titled "Nor'Easter". I fill in the blanks with short stories and poetry.