Daily Archives: April 23, 2016

when walls do not shelter by reuben woolley

I am not a silent poet

this is night
………….fire
………………..see the tracers
………………..coming through
..
they slice our backs
on wire.we face
…………we open holes
…………& red
..
swimming in it all
…………we fury
…………we tired
..
………………between swords & sights
………………we stand
……………………………invisible
..
let’s go now
……..fading
……..like memory
..
we were never here
& you can’t see us

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