
Inconsequential ending
how deeply then
were we bound
since the start
An untied bow, no wrapper
just a smile pulled down
way down
Can someone close
the window? I seem
to be losing
all of my steam
I gobble up Time
one twice daily
since I’ve heard
that it heals
Prescribed
to be taken
On an empty heart
right before
long
© Chagall 2014
