Thursday, July 16, 2020

I need help


three words,

alone in the air,

flying from lip to h'ear,


I risk myself,

by committing this treachery,

fleeing from this me in me here,


alone standing by,

on the brink of decision,

fearing the fall now commenced,


flying or fading my spirit may know,

only two options,

dark or aglow,


I need help

I need help

I need help.




Etches

Sept 2011

Oxford Corner



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