Friday, May 10, 2019

Cento 86: When you come in (Day 842)

Like when you come in 
from the wind   transported 
through tumbling clouds 
because you needed 
a sense of dread   you 
took a tiny dream   sweet 
and warm   that fell 
to the empty streets 
and sidewalks   chastising   
those small dark possibilities 
like opening your door
like when you come in

(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
Image: Pixabay

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