6 - putting on distance
into the woods an old house lightning
sundrench putting distance maybe they came back
crossing water one year later maybe they were sorry
seen through only an empty clearing 12
what they saw
 

 

   
   

Oh, no.  There’s more than just graffiti.  There’s something I’ve missed, hanging in the shadows of the porch.  Oh, god.  Something awful. 
No, I am not going to spell out “awful.”   I don’t want to this image to have wider currency.  But it is bad enough to make my heart race. I no longer want to be here or anywhere near here.
I turn and leave, as fast as I can.  This time I don’t even see the sunny meadow.  I just want to put distance between myself and those shadows.


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