Across the Bridge

… “as one, solitary”

across the bridge
november waits for your decision
and I wake to a morning that has
already shed its tears
for what it knows
and I do not —
and here I am
on this side of things
full of words
and bravado
as one, solitary
broken off from the tree

across the bridge
there sits a dessicated heart
to be
blown away

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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