Poetry Weekly – Kei Patrick

by | October 21, 2018

Bazaar.

We aar              we aar

bazaar               bazaar

we                      cannot help but

lose time           lose it

whatever           we aar

we do                bazaar

………things.

 

White Noise

The best weather is                   when it rains,

inside,                        at night,

a storm,                      white noise

pouring                       in the brain,

white noise                pouring me

into silence,               into sleep.

Angel

Where is your beloved?                                                Angel

They found you in the snow                                       Angel

When they picked you up you                                   Angel

Were cold, but you warmed their hands              Angel

……………………………………………………….Angel

What are you thinking about?                                  Angel

I think I know you,                                                           Angel

 

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