Thursday, February 18, 2021

Trouble

A being of trouble,
In so being troubled,
I sought trouble out
As if to scoff at the pale

Aloft, the scale,
Seeing trouble 
Sought me out -
A weight cast,
As darkness,
In sharpness,
Cut through to bone

Trouble had found me
Out
And would not
Leave me alone


Jeffrey Robert Adams
2021

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