your
……. face
against the bruised air
between my quiet mind
and the raging
storm
…. panic
.. desire
…….. pain
and wishful logic
slowly … then …
more rapidly..
pursuing its decay
into the ground
where i …………………………….. wait
heavy in my heels
.
a 5 7 5 for e
October 16, 2020
peering through thick glass your back to me is waiting any news at all? running down broad steps into your brotherly arms crying without breath!
