2020-07-24 – Empty Cage


moths crack the
cage and flee,

and heart’s lost in
space again,

mind expands-
snaps back like rubber band,
a pure sky lights
the way,

as blessing kissed
from breeze
to lips

midst a
heavy rain,

a rain as heavy as the eye that bleeds it so i leave a blue light on in the attic and billow smoke into room’s lone corner

where I become the trace of rings that float where thoughts used to leave me soggy, too heavy to do much but rain,

Grumpy Gorman

Thanks for reading.

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