into focus come walls
no...
curtains
steady now
there is laughter
but no mouths
go on; walk
stumble, even
the lights not so bright
cast shadows
gathered behind
hoping
if only, if only
there is softness waiting
if only

Thoughts, Stories, The Poem

into focus come walls
no...
curtains
steady now
there is laughter
but no mouths
go on; walk
stumble, even
the lights not so bright
cast shadows
gathered behind
hoping
if only, if only
there is softness waiting