159 April 27, 2021April 26, 2021 ~ The Hermit Poet's Ramblings Eight years In the can No longer same man Paroled Desperately Trying to secure foothold Mops 1000’s of square feet every night Grinding On decaying bones Inside his mind Alone Out of everyone’s sight Share this:LinkedInRedditTwitterFacebookPocketPinterestTumblrTelegramWhatsAppEmailPrintLike Loading... Related