BREATHING OUT

the house was a

fire of voices

 

a child on the

front porch

sang a song about

water and boats

 

floor boards

language

inner travel

from room to room

 

burnt evening skies

brushed the house

with setting shadows

as night breathes out

a deep sigh

of quiet


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