sit…

 

before the mind craves
the moment yet born

before the pain unravels
into rambling story

before a tempered heat
reaches a boil

before the tears dry
and the heart shifts to close

just sit.

~j
09.16.17

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s