21 March 2012

Change of Scenery






















locust clouds
of same-old
same-old
stain cyan
indigo

occluded eyes
once bright
now masked
by been-there
done-that

restless
shivery
taut and troubled
itch
that won't
be scratched

or,
as a lover
once whispered
in my ear
my dear,
you need
d├ępaysement

1 comment:

  1. Always lovely. Love your verse. I most admire the diction. Glad I found your work.

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