Slow

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Slow as a neighbour’s plant
vindictive, timid.
Slow as a ripple static
hush.

An oblong wax melting away,
slow,
slow as raindrop stuck on a tree

As a splash of colour unable to blend
a monologue twirling inside my stomach
a song so old
with cough drops all around the drawers

dying
slow
dying

repetitive
insipid
Once a melody
now only an arm
now only a forehead
nothing at all

A nightmare in blue
It knows nothing now
only a flat desperation of air
The feet knows the crevices of life.
Look carefully..
there!
A small dot and a fanned breath of a leaf.

Slow.

29 thoughts on “Slow

  1. I know I’m bad about commenting as I work full time but I so appreciate your writing and your mind. I want you to know how much your friendship and support has meant to me and how highly I hold you. I’m here via email for ALL work pertaining to your book OR anything you need.
    You are a wonderful human being and I adore you. I count you as a real friend.
    I may be off social media for some time or forever but I’m not gone
    Thank you for being you and please know I will always be reading.
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  2. This is so refreshing to read, your writing style. This poem in particular is very raw and I love how you structure it as well. What a beauty of a piece with engrossing description and detail. It is amazing, haunting and heartfelt. Beautiful writing as always.

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