A Debt
A Debt
I’ve known whirlwinds
that swept me off my feet
earthquakes
firestorms
and ice
colder than
backs turned in darkness
goodbyes so final you’d thought
“someone died”
laced with the words
“get out”
I’ve heard doors close
sealed
like coffin lids
never to be opened
less to exhume a rotted thing
phones hung up with no
polite human word
wonder of why you
times with hurt
neither rain or night
can ease
I’ve had hopes
daydreams
fantasies
make it magic
you could almost touch
belief so strong
you glowed
with nothing real but thoughts
Yes,
I understand
it’s a tragedy
or a debt
7/30/17
Copyright © Janis Medders Tobechi | Year Posted 2017
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