In Your Ear – September 30, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

My words

Cannot droop

As low as I

Want to take them

I can’t even

Beg them to go

Where they need to be

They traipse

Along

My fissure

Occluding

The space

I’ve always

Wanted to inhabit

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