When my chest caved,
When my legs gave,
When smoke choked
Flags cracked awake,
I rolled over,
A human ringing.
Before your face,
There was sky.
2013
When my chest caved,
When my legs gave,
When smoke choked
Flags cracked awake,
I rolled over,
A human ringing.
Before your face,
There was sky.
2013
i’ve an urge to linger with this poem, savor it.
perhaps you should keep this one for inclusion in your next collection.
I will remember this. I do plan to put together a collection this summer.