Sunday, 5 April 2020

the stones

the stones

the blind stones are watching 
        over lifespans over years

nothing  nothing

  the deaf stones are listening
  to the running of the stream

 nothing  nothing

   the warm stones are cooling
to the moonshine of the night

nothing  nothing

those dumb stones stay quiet
     at the pleading of my tears
nothing  nothing

NOTHING
NOTHING
NOTHING

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