un temps
A pale heavy
Nothing
Wraps around me
Like age
Or a stale summer
Evening
Only the quick stab
Of a biting
Gnat
And the tickle
Of a tear
Dropped soft
And traveling
-me
Painting: No. 869, by Louise Robert
A pale heavy
Nothing
Wraps around me
Like age
Or a stale summer
Evening
Only the quick stab
Of a biting
Gnat
And the tickle
Of a tear
Dropped soft
And traveling
-me
Painting: No. 869, by Louise Robert
~ by April on July 13, 2019.
Posted in Body, Humanity, Identity, Loss, Love, Nature, Poetry
Tags: Depression, Gnat, Loss, Love, Nature, Nothing, numb, Poetry, SAD, Sadness, Seasons, Summer, Teardrop, Time