Sitting in his room,
Telling himself
His stories,
Over and over,
Because no one
Else will listen to them,
Though they assure him
They care deeply
About his well-being.
More minimalist poetry at https://www.unconventionalbeing.com/.
Sitting in his room,
Telling himself
His stories,
Over and over,
Because no one
Else will listen to them,
Though they assure him
They care deeply
About his well-being.
More minimalist poetry at https://www.unconventionalbeing.com/.