Cain Poem by Francie Lynch
Cain
Cain's despair of separation
Needed no mark.
His anquish looks back at me
Through the ink spots
And small words,
Useless words when the ethereal is in play.
The co-joining and sharing
Of organs and events.
Children carrying my soul to you
Like a string between two cans.
I hear your virbrations
Through them.
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,love and loss,separation
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