The half torn thoughts of heart

You’re the speckled edges
Of beginnings today,
Poems half written
Thoughts half collected
Intent fighting hollow need
I’m not sure how
Or when

Or even where
but I know I must.
Need lays deeper
than intent
and spills into my
every, single
thought.

Karen Hayward ©2017

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