November 23, 2020

Below the Circumference

By sjlavery

There are dances we
choose to forgo.
Below the circumference.
A bleeding limb.
Never ending now,
or ever shimmering.
In the minds eye.
Frozen in bright headlights.

This entry was posted on Monday, November 23rd, 2020 at 12:35 am and tagged with , , and posted in Poetry, Sean Lavery, SJ Lavery, Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

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