Otters, Tea, & Poetry

face

inside i screamed . .

his eyes voided

his fingers fast

his face morbid 

i pulled away

the sight

the noises

i ran out!

but the cars

a v o i de d

phone calls in the morning

please pick up

miracles are

good enough!

"go back in"

she stated

"i can't"

we waited

but then relent

and in i went

AWAY! AWAY!

WE RAN AWAY!

HELD HANDS TO SHAKE

THE COLD AWAY

you wrote

i spoke

of yesterday

and soon

i plunged

to do away

but he gripped my shirt

and stopped the car

he closed the door

"and don't go far"

they showed up

took me away

and it still feels

Like yesterday