Sitting,listening
To small rustles all around
Waiting to be found

Haiku

My arms flung wide
Head flung back
And my eyes are closed
I’m floating in black
I’m waiting for that hand
To pull me out
Of this strange land
But I’m also fine waiting,
Here is smooth and calming
Not bad, or mad like passion is
But rather a darkness balming
The sores from the last man who tried

MsAmendable Aug 5, 2015

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