CIIPHER • N°29 – Ricardo Sexton


I was grieving for the loss; it’s clear
Your love was a part gift, part theft
A last farewell hug on a sinking pier
A carousel that has no children left

Then I laid there among the carrion
Thinking its flesh would then flight
I’m the passenger with no carry on
I’m no stranger to strife’s oversight

A guessing still messing me around
As I’m always lost and never found
Itchy, homesick in blues hometown
Chasing a break and clues to perish

Shouting prayers from their religion
A blind shot at glory. A fair decision
But, you belonged somewhere else
Beyond the sum of care for yourself

© Ricardo Sexton

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Published by grumpygorman

I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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