wings of stone

Writing with rubber gloves
cleaning the slate with old loves
unsuccessfully.
Dancing with shoes of lead
trying to clear my head
still filled
with too many memories
wrought of desire unfulfilled.

Flying with wings of stone
thinking of being alone
and not wanting to
Painting with stiff brushes
while my pale heart rushes
to catch
the next bus to dreamland,
my fantasies not yet stilled.

JW


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