Lost Man Poem by Laura Russell

Lost Man



A lost man walked with me
The road I had misplaced,
He taught me proper walking
With strong boats
The kind that shame my feet.

My lost man lost his will to live
He said mine screamed too loud
And took a part for his own keep
With the knife in his mouth,
He doctered my heart and left it spread to breathe.

As my lost man walked my walk
I copied his steps,
He showed me the sun and showed my the sea
We couldn't break from the pace
But broke into running and set ourselves free.


1-11-05

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