Unpublished

Things I write when half asleep,

Exhausted, worn out,

As I usually am

Are the love letters, dirges

Wonderings and wanderings

Of my unfiltered brain

Emotional, rough, and far too real to be

Displayed here

So I’ll tuck them away

Unpublished drafts

Gathering dust until I gather the courage

To show my late night poems

To you.

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