Kelly Flowers


Poetry For a Cloudy Saturday

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I am losing

Words, whole phrases

Wiggling from the grasp of my mind

A termite eaten house

With little rotten pieces

Being carried off


All the lies, the shame

Leaving me

In frustrating peace


Come back,

It’s hardly a whisper

I was not done


Those things

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