untitled poem from june 2023
Jul. 4th, 2023 08:36 pmfamiliar the bed's edge
how it dips as I sit to take my meds
it is wavy from hundreds of mornings
and photographers love stone stairs
worn into hammocks
from a thousand years of feet that know the way
but no one else knows
the empty place in my ear
where your voice still fits
- Elise Matthesen, june 2023
how it dips as I sit to take my meds
it is wavy from hundreds of mornings
and photographers love stone stairs
worn into hammocks
from a thousand years of feet that know the way
but no one else knows
the empty place in my ear
where your voice still fits
- Elise Matthesen, june 2023