Soul Leak
Brow furrows.
Hand shakes.
Stay inside,
a strict voice says.
No breaks allowed.
Yet uncalled
they slip slide down
unbidden,
creep out the corners,
wet the lash,
drip the cheek.
Oh dear dear
Another soul leak,
My eyes betraying me
again.
Copyright © Sarah Ann Jullion | Year Posted 2023
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