Wendy Blankenship : Kneel

Fall '07 TOC

 

It is what shakes me, brings me to my knees
in sleep the feeling of not really seeing
where I am walking it slithers
breathes heavily across the base
of my spine, a whisper at my ear
telling me I might someday be alone
both sisters gone on
while I am left walking
into the creaking wood.

 

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