Tuesday, 30 August 2016

Jolee

Smoking a cigarette, a lover's old face appears, fulsome not lonely yet, geese rise and sail, haunt the sky like deer, i knew her in jail, a snow blanket around me, she always cheered, ice blue as the sea, colours of the Argentine, not anyone could go near, where she had been, absorb the certain dread, that brought her here, a place safe to tread, a woman who loved, blew flame across fear, shared jokes in the dust, then disappeared.

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