Putting on a Bright New Dress, in Darkness

And you ask me what I want this year
and I try to make this kind and clear,
just the chance that maybe we’ll find better days.

……………………………………………..  – GooGoo Dolls


I wanted something more
than all this sallow skin.
Some semblance of silence
and song. Some longing
that something might
actually fill.

To day,
I must move one slumpstep
at a time, must time myself
by only breath. Must step
across a line or two
to see the rising sun.

Must walk.
Then run.


Day one of the new November Chapbook Challenge over at Poetic Asides. Come play!



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