Crooked Noon – A Poem

 

Crooked Noon

You speak and I faint
I bleed and you scream
was it summer or spring
we were lost and afraid
in ruins with a quick start
mother or father
alive behind closed eyes

I feel it pressing down
like a gift from love
we share a crooked noon
on the curtained catwalk
in summer or is it spring
you faint and I bleed
you speak and I scream

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