Dec 2016
I remember as you stood bare feet
tiptoes on the red linoleum
reaching up to pull
the shade at dusk;
I left before the sun rose
you slept weeks
before realizing
there was no return.
tiptoes on the red linoleum
reaching up to pull
the shade at dusk;
I left before the sun rose
you slept weeks
before realizing
there was no return.
