#226 - woken with the lines

15.viii.20

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woken with the lines

 

I realized that I was invisible 

no one knew what I was saying

that I existed

you won’t you can’t

imagine the relief

                                                   

a lifetime it took to recognize such blessing

to go on simply with my own words

 

retreat when reticent

fly kites

 

and rudely

brush nipples till

flip me over

giddy up miss

let’s ride

 

let me see if I can be back there

what’s left?

 

the change came

one won’t remember

 

this is the true story though

uphill indoors

through corridors deserted now

in the other world

all the halls I know

some overlooking playgrounds

some tree high flown

equally lonely

 

what spirits!

lost footing in the storm

                                                              

in the houses of the gone

so little is understood