Thursday, June 9, 2016

Sarah St Vincent Welch #157 Nausea



the wave crawling towards midnight
draws back in
won't sleep
won't wake
rivulet over skin



2 comments:

  1. If you must be sick and wakeful, what else to do but make an arresting poem and add the perfectly illustrative photo? Bravo, Sarah, and I hope you and your household are all better soon.

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  2. you can really evoke the beautiful in the solitary!

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