2020-09-04 – Arms Around the Knees

dread’s nothing but
a teardrop,

wedged between
bruised lens
and sight

and twilight’s my

cast on dark screen between
sky and whatever the
heart can stand
to fight

head’s nothing but
a doorstop

ever wedged between,
preventing the
big slam,

and if heart’s too
bushed to


i’ll hold her thru

Grumpy Gorman

…til there’s more light.

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