Jagged tear
Not for me
To paraphrase
I love these ‘slender tracks’
Crossing the land
Scars torn windward in racks
An elegant beauty
This age old friend
Didn’t think I would need you again
Look who was wrong
It’s calling back to when I was fifteen
Young and broken and green
A sapling in the storm
Originating where we hail from –
Discontent
No comments:
Post a Comment