Vision

Vision
The words are crowding my mind
but the phrases are stuck in my throat
Your voice on the telephone
sounded like grated cheese
I have stopped asked myself questions
When I raise my head from the page
I see you standing there
like a fata morgana with folded hands
waiting for the desert sand
to swallow you as you swallowed me

Vision

Faith Puleston

Herdecke, Germany

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poetry

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