Two by two
They enter the flow
Of oil and fumes
And bright red glow
At dawn’s fair light
They merge and bump
Until they retire
As food for the dump
–Victoria Emmons © 2014
Month: October 2014
Your Face
Reach for your face
And you vanish
Into blank air
Your eyes
Black holes
Void of expression
Or feeling
What happened
To the crystal blue
The soft sweet love
That once radiated
Beneath detailed
lashes of expectation
And anticipation
–Victoria Emmons © 2012
