Stair WellA Poem by zombiebirdYou okay? he asked In the strange isolation of the stairwell, and I didn’t answer With the truth But I heard, and the tears pricked my eyes I was fine, I was fine Somewhere between the voice And its lonely echo, I was fine
© 2016 zombiebirdAuthor's Note
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