from a work in progress: “process, not a journey” (31)
in the interim silence
he waited
as if the inevitable
were inevitable
.
this ritual opened a space
easy enough
to occupy because expected
even allowed
.
he could feel safe
for the time it took
to take
what bit of dominion
was left to him
what scrap of language
he cold manifest
as a disguise
(February 24, 2020)
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