2020-08-12 – Forever’s Hour

Forever’s Hour

her breeze is a
song today,

but a hard toll on the soul-
shredding my tongue
and lungs this

you asked for love’s
punchline but i just
wrote you a

scarce on clues,
with lips sealed
we endured


and never’s there posed a
kitchen clock with a
scowl so dour.

Grumpy Gorman

…time’s breath blows violet and sour.

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