A Study in Russet

forlorn egress
 time-worn with comings and goings
of former inhabitants,
already gathering cobwebs


2 thoughts on “A Study in Russet

  1. Wintered welcome

    the red wave goodbye
    is tufted along
    ingrained rivers
    fastened by the weathered
    frequencies of our leaning in
    and how we perch up high

    sometimes you have
    to mass the bone
    where you close your eyes
    to sing those songs
    of six pence
    with your pockets
    stored full of rye

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