The Wait

The ear receives the news

The brain echoes

Words and air are caught-caged

Skin freezes

Blood boils

Stomach becomes a vortex

Acid

“More time”

Might as well be a knife in the heart

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2 Responses to The Wait

  1. Great post today! I really enjoyed reading it. Poetry and creative is something we all can enjoy. Thanks again for writing this.

  2. i’ve lived this … your verse is brilliant.

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