Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Split Checks

And someone preached to me in the backyard.
I surely could not stand it.
The splintering cadence of his voice echoed
almost comfortably with my annoyance.
The grass blades outside the window
They bounced with the weight of raindrops and bending pressure of the wind.
The sky held grey all for me.
I couldn't break hypnosis with this point in time.

Riley Welch

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