Sirwin
Sirwin

Lyssa


Like pockets of cool pressure in the subway

Or warm blood spilling into your feet

Laying on your back with legs in the air

A hot pit in your chest sitting next to a girl

A splash of red leaves waiting in the rain

Or waves of air heard in the wake of a plane

Like the smell of the river stirs budding plants

Ways that smoke articulates the wind

Rays of light dancing on the water

The soft stillness of a depression in earth

The way out of a moonlit labrynth

The solace of a burrow in a dark room

A glimpse of a creature bounding wild

Silence unbroken by a clogging of voices

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