somewhere beyond reason
in this stalled season
there is not enough forest
to mark your way you must
resign yourself to this lesser green
small hours lullaby rain
your list of what’s been lost
grows longer all that dazzling
debris
more misery waiting in the next town
the downfall
of too much yearning twilight and whiskey
is the new chemistry of hope
hanging on
to a line of persuasion
somewhere
beyond reason
space will replace all of you
there are no reliable witnesses
everyone speaks the language of loss
everyone in the crosshairs
lines drawn that can never connect
helter-skelter homespun terror
on every street
scorched and empty space
will replace all of you
as if you were never there
Linda King is the author of five poetry Collections including Reality Wayfarers (Shoe Music Press, 2014) and antibodies in the alphabet (BlazeVOX Books, 2019). Her work has appeared in numerous literary journals ( including Lothlorien) in Canada and internationally. King lives and writes on The Sunshine Coast of British Columbia, Canada.
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