Read Poetry: UNTITLED, by Chadwick Palmatier

©Chadwick Palmatier

waiting, wanting, wishing
that it doesn’t hurt
or won’t;
I be the one
to learn, know, how
to cope.
Into a dream it becomes,
forever floating inside,
like a balloon.
Waiting to be popped…
I blow it up again.

Author: poetryfest

Submit your Poetry to the Festival. Three Options: 1) To post. 2) To have performed by an actor 3) To be made into a film.

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