Apr 11, 2024

Poem by Keith Nunes

THE FLOURISH AND THE FALL

Lying down to
Take it front-on
Look-see
What the hell is
Coming this way,
Catch a sharded reflection
In the corner of an eye,
Bending with the soundwaves,
Staccato rap all the way
To the found and forgiven,
Acted dumb so long
It won’t go away!

After the flourish, the fall,
Darkness sweeping over everything,
Spreads like dense smoke, someone is
Pulling a blanket over me,
Over my head,
Am I safe or
Am I suffocating?

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