helloβpoetry
Classics
Words
Blog
F.A.Q.
About
Contact
Guidelines
© 2025 HePo
by
Eliot
Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads.
Become a member
Timmy Johnston
Poems
May 2014
Statue
When the harmonies in my ears died
I thought that the rhythm of my heart had simply fallen into
syncopated stutters of a life yet to begin.
So I waited for my pulse to settle back
into the familiar one-and-two-and that they said was
normal for a boy my age.
But then the wind whispered hollow through
the cracks in my skin like
stone.
Written by
Timmy Johnston
Minneapolis
(Minneapolis)
Follow
π
π
π
π
π
π€―
π€
πͺ
π€
π
π¨
π€€
π
π’
π
π€¬
0
640
Lior Gavra
Please
log in
to view and add comments on poems