Friday, April 1, 2022

April 1.

 Maybe I didn't listen hard enough


O woe rule water rises
(and won't stop)
she drove away forgot
shoe dangled
on the brake

O woe no molasses
dignity still
sometimes she answered

O woe dervish horse brain
the girl alone ghost telephone
rang was she calling me from her bed

O woe alone in her bed
the phone rang
don’t let me go tonight
she said

O woe don't let me go


3 Comments:

Blogger Ms. Moon said...

Your words swim with sorrow and static.
"...shoe dangled on the brake"

April 2, 2022 at 7:24 AM  
Blogger Radish King said...

I might be writing about the girl over and over this year. It’s too early to tell. Thank you for being here Mary.

April 2, 2022 at 7:44 AM  
Blogger Ms. Moon said...

Thank you for being here Rebecca.

April 3, 2022 at 3:31 PM  

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