UntitledA Poem by Wilyem Clark
Shadows on the Internet
Insubstantial beings Unreal--unreal--unreal Soon we will forget what Living people look like How skin on skin can feel The grace notes of a person Within the range of touch We've all become divided Like clots of ice in trays So frozen in position We'll crack and melt away. © 2020 Wilyem Clark |
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Added on July 14, 2020 Last Updated on July 14, 2020 Author
Wilyem ClarkWashington, DCAboutI've been writing poems since my teens (now in my 60s) and prose since the 1990s. It's been hard finding decent forums online--the free websites too often suffer sudden deaths. My "published" works ar.. more..Writing
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