Tuesday, September 24, 2019

Of Another

dream of me if you can
the clouds dancing together
the poking fun
run to where the sun was once king
the stream of ethereal hills

the clearest stream 
fall to your knees
it is the least
you can do

the coyote scream race their shadows
it is the way of night
you run to where your heart beats faster  faster yet
and then was done with me

bits and pieces memories 
of a redemption shunned
a broken prayer
written on the bones
of another
 


jppestana
Of Another
9.24.2019

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