Where others see only pain
Or other emotions believed to be a threat
To the preservation of ones’ sanity
A poet sees opportunity; fuel; unconventional greasing
For a door hinge that reveals a path,
A path littered with forks;
Forks, that lead to the many avenues housing
Uncharted spaces of the mind.
– O.D. ©2018
Art by: yuumei
O.D. 
Forks also lead to food…sorry, you know I had to lol
On a serious note, loved this! 🙂
LOL I love this game you’ve started DD; you’re on! 😬
(Thank you my friend ❤)
LOL Oh boy, here we go!!
( You’re very welcome, OD ❤ )
Wowowowowoow
Thank you! 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂