Nov 2015
You're done.
No more.
The end.
Tears rise
threatening to fall
and slide
down cheeks
chin
down on to chest.
Breath clutches
in the cage
made by bone.
Goodbye.
No more.
The end.
Tears rise
threatening to fall
and slide
down cheeks
chin
down on to chest.
Breath clutches
in the cage
made by bone.
Goodbye.
The late night overflow
of words that won't be still.
of words that won't be still.
