Sunday, May 8, 2016

Worlds



Worlds

A bright spring day, a loved one ill,
Fresh greening air, her curtains drawn.
Putting on weight with these midnight snacks
While she can’t keep down ginger ale.
Worlds so myriad, unparalleled—
Yet touching, crossing, inter-dwelt. 
 

 

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