Shallow Windows
By dawn's early moonlight
Visual trance hides divine
In Burrow Whither Falls
Where strings denial hangs tight
River’s less than decay
Laughter’s final descent
Striping comfort torn wide
Through red sector waking
Puddles fear them coming
These live’s who burn away
Running backwards full smile
Drunk on honey and gin
Cherry trees held vacant
Around daunting screams Spring’s
Wedding gift two who’s love
Forgot headon embankment
Centers inner matter
Stricken beside forest’s
Hotel sanctum hatred
Sharing reaps sow Whisper
-Forever
Copyright © Mark Miller | Year Posted 2018
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