Three Days

Poem by Jay Crider

Jay Crider
Three days into June
and
two days early rest
you have escaped to.

Tossing and turning.
Running.

That twisted disease
plays around within you.

Like a torrential flood
it washes you away.

Published by Jay Crider

Greetings and salutations, I was born in Atlanta, Georgia, however my home is New Orleans. relocated to the big easy in 2011. I started writing poetry in the latter years of high school. I do not like to for...  View profile

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