Friday, May 26, 2017

Was


She cringes. They knew.

Didn’t say, wouldn’t change
nothing, anything
help or hurt

They wait, mercy resides
patience, temperance,
in these, out there
touch and feel
lost and found
not looking, not seeing,
not needing, not wanting
more than, merely
her presence, her past
come back…

Painting By FĂ©licie Schneider (1831 - 1888) (Sotheby's New York, 29 January 2010, lot 867) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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