This Moment
This moment
like dank cellar air
is motionless
except to pass the senses
as saturated air
rolls over skin
as lungs draw in odour
rich in permanence
the soundscape is silenced
save
the pulsing from within
this moment is forever
forever
motionless
Copyright © Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart | Year Posted 2017
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