Wednesday, May 06, 2009

The Shattering

The Shattering

By Cordell Rich

I feel her next to me
breathing
Her scent swells within
my lungs
the rhythms of her sleep
shelter me
this one moment defined as
content
yet I am captivated by
fear
lost in a future unknown
to me
too ready to again embrace
the past
reading myself for the
shattering

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