Eyes To Close

November 26, 2019

I love the isolation,

God help me but I do

Being alone inside my words,

neither old nor new

The rumbling of the moment,

the sound of distant drums

My eyes to close upon myself

—time now zero sum

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)

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