;alone (again.)

;alone (again.)

A Poem by Jimi Brady

;alone
   in a small room in a quiet home
   and the (after) only (a moment)
       way I know how to be lonely
          is with my hands closed. it
       never hurts (my heart) when
        somebody walks outside the
       backdoor of my chest, press
     -ed lightly against (falters) this
   room where I laid myself to rest.
                                          (again.)
     

© 2013 Jimi Brady


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Jimi Brady
Jimi Brady

Riverside, CA



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