the wall clock
chimes, chimes, then stops . . .
in dim light
the Iraq War veteran’s mouth
turns into an O shape
Atlas Poetica, 25, 2016
A Room of My Own: Thoughts Pacing Gembun
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Another night of shifting, flipping the pillow, and counting sheep …
my thoughts pacing
in moonlit dark, one stray
outbarks the rest
