Without you

Without You

Once 

we cast the same shadow 

now the vast 

space between us 

leaves a lump in my throat 

as deep 

as the oceans 

& I cannot 

swallow 

nor breathe...

I sit in 

shadows of remembrance 

in deja vu 

of when 

mismatched hands 

touched 

& echos 

of repentance bells 

did not ring 

in my ears 

from my book Angel Vomit

Reviews

[roarke]

A haunting piece that definitely cause the reader to suspend their own breath. Erudite capture.

[terry smith]

thank you my friend