Untethered Poem by jane heart

Untethered



little soul week but wild,
scrabbling in the murky ether
How do you feel
When I shudder
and murmur
'No, not here.'
Cornered and mouse-like
Shivering but free
You wish for the bridle,
You wish for me.

Monday, May 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: loss
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