Never Having Seen Poem by Ian Keenan

Never Having Seen

Rating: 2.5


It is often the thought,
caught between the dishes
and running upstairs,
the thought of something
missed,
not quite me.

But nothing ever happens,
and I return,
never knowing how to venture or
gain,
only having seen
some vestige in the shadows
of water.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016
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Bill Wright 16 October 2016

I don't quite know what to make of this one.

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