Forgiven

Man shook

Heavy off his coat

The wind had snuck

Still through sleeves

And so his admission to skin

To live permanently permeable

He need not check another bottle

To know only that it's empty when done

Or see another smile the same

It was enough

Preferring knees to

Feet forgotten

Foreverness like some dark corner

Where he thought he'd felt something

Once

Flimsy through words

Shallow

As a dead man's breath

All was light in his eyes

In his face

Hands

Shaking

Sole from soul

Admittedly alone

No more

 

Reviews

[Ed Hart]

stunning piece, a huge attainment