Baby Amnesia

Backseat blues, Baby Amnesia, smile through fractured windows
Gravity flattened plexiglass views,
Take a seat cross primrose gardens where sweet shadows waterfall
Writhing forms the evening warms into soft summer sunsets calling
Lost the program inverse numbers reverse letters of late to name,
It's always light at night & still it's not the same
When you choose
Baby Amnesia
Backseat blues . . .

Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-05-07 at 19:06

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