Exclusion
Waking to murmurs
Hum of smooth white noise
Or waves slapping rocks
Through mirror-like glass
I see russet wings
Dampened by dewdrops
.
Walk to the kitchen,
my feet soft and bare
on tiles cracked, and
wish the sea
surrounded
so sinking
floats
Copyright © Jennifer Cahill | Year Posted 2012
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