dread’s nothing but
a teardrop,
wedged between
bruised lens
and sight
and twilight’s my
star-show,
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
fight,
++++
i’ll hold her thru
the night,
Grumpy Gorman
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…til there’s more light.
