Not Drowning

nikitashackleton December 2017, Poetry December 17, 2017December 17, 2017 1 Minute

I climb a flight of water.
I let night over my head.
I fail to trim my ear with nail scissors.

I spin tales to fill my time
for the rule is that I should live.

Published by nikitashackleton

I am a writer and artist based in the remote north of Scotland. View all posts by nikitashackleton

Published December 17, 2017December 17, 2017

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