Linger, crazy, tipping slowly.
Cringe callously, kooky. Keep
Sinking slowly. Languid help.
North is pointing upside down.

You frown so silently.
So funky. So sleepy.
Deeply, I feel you creeping
Up my leg, gracefully.

Angel tipping toward my home,
Come down to be with me.
Lips shine glossy, silky.
Legs long, capture my attention.

Cringing inside,
I know it’s all wrong.
I’m inside out, and falling daily.
My roots are where I need to go,

To find an answer for my soul.
God is waiting behind that door,
To bless my life with joy and peace.
It sounds so easy.


Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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