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
 
about
 
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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