Evanesce

Fatal Interview

Evanesce

I mattered not,
I know that now;
A meaningless diversion
for your passing time.

I’ve taken my heart
and pressed it between
lignin pages
of an antiqued book.

Stowed away,
vanillin elements,
poetry of dreams
for another day.

© Grace Black

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