Storms happen inside the heart. Gasp for air.
The body is attacked by the weather.
Now to the past tense. Who is this speaking?
I can’t see anybody listening.
I want to grow fins. Be with her in the sea.
I think she must be waiting there for me.
(22, 24 July 2013)
copyright 2013 by Floyce Alexander
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