Saturday, December 2, 2017

Joshua 13: In Writing

And you are getting older
walking into your days
and you see the empty hours
staring like a hallow eye
In a shadow landscape of 
the places you didn’t walk
the names you didn’t call
the spaces between words
the moment between touch.

All the hours of waiting
expanding like a giant balloon
to float over the endless expanse

of even encroaching nothingness.

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