Distract Us (poem)

Posted by ractrose on 8 Jun 2019 in Art, Poems

    Distract Us   She hadn’t got the chance to finish her story, the corner fire let, if gas might do no worse than burn blue, be. Let night fall then, somewhat like in hue, dusk’s velvet box creak its hinge, evening solitaire and satellite its chippy twin, or evil, attic-rummage legacies enough smelling […]