"kenney" poems
the white candle will
of your flickering skin
told in ages of
faultless flight
wades through
cirrus tendrils
on the last day of night
these long stemmed years
on the sleeves of palace black
serenade the undertow
on soprano lips
until God can feel the lack
Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 12:28 PM UTC