News Stand...Will you read and decide for me, please?

.
.

Angst ridden and full
a life worth living,
gasps for fresh air

The news sent home
although unrequested,
was sent with seated concern

I'm doing fine now
of course, now that I am,
alone and away from you

Before the last words hit
right where intended,
a crumpled reminder was tossed

If he had known better
not likely in his state,
he would have sent the other one

No one thought as much
despite their threats,
as he did in solitude

When do you make the call?


After the fire
or before the flood
.
.
 
I like this. Different than how you usually write. Your mood changed a few days ago and it shows in your writing. Same time your avatar changed. Hmmmmm. HP, always a little mysterious.
 
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