The Shell of Me
i sit alone
westside café
catching my breath
waiting and exhaling
listening to the silence
whirl inside my head
in waves of warm cacophony
in wondrous delightful ways
a swarm of outside sounds
assailing the shell of me
peacefully savouring
how divinely sublime
calm washes over me
luscious as
a warm caress
AP: 3rd place 2020
Posted on August 1, 2019
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2019
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