|
Where to Run
there is need & then there is blankness
the colour ___________, bruises &
mysterious circles, that loud
spasm of fist and mouth,
how can life move, like a leaf on
a branch, a smile, on a face
words blister, fingers run ragged
where to run, whom to advise\
"women & children first"
in line to be ignored, because
who watches for those signs, down in the deep
the personal hides
and only the streetless, loveless
journeys signal, IT MUST STOP
|
|
|