had e’er I known
but one desire
to barter sin for sin
awash in ash
would scrub me clean
again
rings of counting
now and none
years –
a tender stone
is wrapped within
each memory
all I need
of home
. . .
08 Monday Feb 2016
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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