There’s Always A But

There was a crack in the earth just thenwhen you opened your lipsto tell me the truth for once. You’ve been hiding behind someoneI recognize, but don’t recall meeting.A dusty cranium: cobwebs need sweeping. I decompress with ice clinking in a glassof wine on my knee,making kaleidoscope eyes at the ants crawling behind the greenery.SomethingContinue reading “There’s Always A But”