groaning

stalker

 

groaning

 

I have to
wonder why
 
after
all this time
 
I still find you
here
 
fat hands
rifling around
in these words
 
it isn’t
clear to me
 
if you
simply suffer
from
some form of
 
epic desperation
 
or if you’re
still looking
for the letters
that he penned
 
while lying
beneath
your crooked
groaning sky

 

 

 

 

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One Response to groaning

  1. tagpoet says:

    I wonder what drives people to lurk in the shadows.It is almost as if “they” lack someone “we” possess. Nicely said.

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