the eleventh hour
lurks
in all those dark corners
hoping
I let it pass
me
by
like days
dreams
and those moments
hanging
in the gallows
of
memory
but not this time
I cling
to the oiled rope
sweat-slick
swinging
in the seconds
left
in the day
Day 11 of 31
Wow! I love this one, Jenny. Such strong imagery all the way through,but this got me:
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to the oiled rope
sweat-slick
swinging
in the seconds
left
in the day"
xoA <3
Nothing inspires like a deadline
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