of what we know

– these hurried days shout

it is with flying feet that sweeps the winter
blown in from higher places with whispers
of what we know and do not speak aloud

the lying of the rustled sand now slips past
gone so soon into another stranger’s arms
these hurried days shout the anguished sky

leaves you sitting in the darkness wondering
how patient the seconds slip into each other
when will they turn and smile down upon you

all the pretty things of what we know.

snowynight

One thought on “of what we know

  1. …and,then, “of what we know”…..again….!? hummmmmmm….

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