7/15/2017

Glaring

Your greetings glare
enough to wear
shades

Yet in a dark place

Wanting things from me
I cannot possess.


Wanting things from you
that should be
given freely

Fending
for myself

When I needed to find inspiration
or calmness
in the storms
of consternation

For only more and rapidly
move the storm clouds

Abundantly
from your direction
  

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