by james left his hat

7397992acd6287e5e2ae07914bcad2ee[1]Maybe I
Should have left it
Knowledge that came rushing down
Like the rain I cursed the sky for
I should have hesitated
And not pulled the thread of one loose button

Knowing the fragile hanging, like my question
When the query is asked, and the answer is none
Would unravel the truth without your saying a word
Would leave me undone.


leafstrewn girl (Kathleen)

2 Comments to “Inclement”

  1. Sweet friend there’s so much blue heartache here, and allow me to say that truth is liberty from blindness and darkness ! So, in my estimation,, becoming “undone” is the power of recreation ~just a thought.

  2. Good insight, Deborah, thank you!

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