Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Kristen de Kline #177 Melting

The ice is slowly
melting     your
heart,   I dropped it
on the last mile home
phone lines are down
don’t cut me loose 
a blackout in the Valley
hold me tighter
don’t listen
to a word
they say




8 comments:

  1. yay you get it back on the blog. one mile home, and sleep.

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    1. Thanks Kerri- it was your advice about just doing it, not trying to recreate a signature voice :)

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    2. that's the thing, you are a good poet, not just a lawless one. xx

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