In the waking
doors are more quiet
the heart does not rise up like liquid rain
In the waking
the meds are working
the miracle drug
which costs
not as the cost of not having it
My new yard lights
are the drama
in my life now
Not, the raging soul
My heart stills.
Anita S. Holzberg
October 12, '10
Friday, 15 October 2010
The Heart Stills - Anita Holzberg
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