Day 2: Flight Risk. Poem

Should I leave for Algiers then?

On the 2 O’clock train                 he’ll watch your reluctance

recede in rust hues, Doppler fade.

 

Or will you come?

Yes you should go, but           (how to tell you…)

I must stay      to                     (choose a lie).

I love my whiskey

and women complex

to look back with both in hand.

 

                                   She presses the flower

                                   in the leaves of fine linen

                                   makes a point to never look back.

taralinda  2018

Prompt NaPoWriMo,

Author: tara linda

musician, poet, jewelry maker

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