• Dark, yet can still see.
    Violins,Crickets,
    Breathe.
    Anxious, wanting, waiting, hoping, wishing.
    hungry for my desire.
    Hungry, for I am.
    Startled, for who will I become?
    Shall I witness belated and unearth when nothing is able to amend?
    Unable to correct presently, as evident.
    Simple as so, we shall never know.

    Angela Lee harper