Poetry Nomad January 2, 2014 fhaedra Leave a comment Sadly she said there is nothing more I wish to know satiated saturated shaken bloated adulation idolatry her unmarked forehead Share this:Tweet Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like this:Like Loading…