Shuffle to the coffee house in
Alternate states of consciousness.
Held upright by
The promise of the arresting aroma.
Inhaling superficial stealth to
Category: poetry
Restless Heart, Poetry by Natalie Ducey
He is a player and a thief, with no bounty in hand
Broken hearts are no reward for the boy disguised as a man
He rides the rails with an empty soul, like a man on the run
He can’t bear his own reflection, piercing eyes of a motherless son
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