I Am To The Next. Poem by Michael Gale

I Am To The Next.



I am to the next...
But...What be next,
Be, until I rest?

Rest beyond the Nexus
Breadth...
Of all Thy fear,
Alas this blessed.

When not entranced...
Or barred to rest...
Rooms be sent
Amongst
Thy test!

I Am To The Next.
Monday, May 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: blues
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Michael Gale

Michael Gale

Chicago Illinois/Oklahoma City.
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