Sep 2018
Closet cold,
no closure in the dark,
I wait and wait
in silence,
for some kind of
curtain call.
The dog sighs at my feet,
asleep rolling eyes around,
does anyone
see me at all
And would it matter
no closure in the dark,
I wait and wait
in silence,
for some kind of
curtain call.
The dog sighs at my feet,
asleep rolling eyes around,
does anyone
see me at all
And would it matter
