Sunday, July 14, 2019

Kerri Shying R - # 645 - flare

flare

weak as water   awake
 again    a day lost
in sleep   dawn dusk
 alike as toes
I stand up   my lips
 buzz  pleasant far-off
bees   chest a vacuum
 the cage for heart
that's flown the coop
 wander in familiar places
hope the door left open
 these spread-out crumbs
will tempt it    thumping
home

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