Signs
Give me a sign
(Septec II) -
Sunshine drifts
along my window
where easy trees sway their rhythms;
an owl strings it’s hoots then pulls upward.
My blood and breath unravelled,
I lasso my phone
to cheat death.
m.c.ackerson
© 05/2015
Copyright © Mark Ackerson | Year Posted 2015
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