Tho Hearts Bend
the table listens
dred forcing glue and nails to
throb and melt
as the color red is shunned
in public
claw feet
embedded for grinning centuries
stand silent
as birds with no feathers
drift silently to earth
with only sonic flashes
to remind the trees of their collusion
branches fall without warning
stunning rushing rivers
direction pre-determined
a gathering of hearts bend
but
their capacity for love
is never breached
as
goodness
only
grows
01/16/14
Copyright © James Marshall Goff | Year Posted 2014
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