Friends come around
Visiting hours
Sifting, sorting,
Digging inside my lost & found
Dipstick checks
Oil low
Running on fumes
I’ve sunk so far down
No foresight
No more sighs
No echoes
No more sound
I’m not lost
Please keep searching
I’m sitting right here
Nowhere to be found
About the Creator
Christopher Dubbs
Writer
Currently publishing the first half of my fiction novel via X, one week at a time.
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