Time and again.
Strings broken
Heart hangs
Upon hope
Cast thinly
On memories
Spun soft
Of old pain.
Wind sings
Hollow
Through me
Pierced again
Tattered filigree
In translucent
Salty stain
Brushed away
Sun rises
Lost upon eyes
Downcast
Seeing nothing
Of tomorrow
Trapped
In yesterdays
Unshed
Unshed
Banfiadh@wolfthought -11/2019
