Run for home

Brown leaves kick up in front

Rustling in my ears

The coughing subsides

Dimming down

Flickering lights draw me

I’m into the shadows

Where the transparency

Of the evening rain

Wets my appetite

To run for home

x

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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