Spaces

this is not
this is not
this is …again, where we stand.
perfectly still…
again, my heart in my throat
my head in my hands.
This is a very large, very empty
Room.


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  1. nice pic, nice poem.

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    echoes like an
    anxious reverb
    on marble & metal,
    alone am i with
    the concourse on high
    and noonday sun rays
    shining God’s grace
    as tears roll and
    drip
    slowly down my face.