Roadside Patience

{ January 3, 2012 @ 11:42 am } · { Home ~ My Poems }

Clump of vine strangling
itself along with
the tree of you

weighing you down

I know it to be true
by the slump of your
neck carrying

all that bluster of
head and brain.

Sometimes you
work up a smile
even still and

I reach out to soften
your calluses
but your
hand

is already waving
farewell.

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