STOLEN – II

 

The waters rise
the skies descend
our handiwork befalls us
every where
in this given world
hijacked stolen
it was not ours to break.

Bear witness to
our own undoing
every corner inch mile
cracks
beneath above
no where
to hide.

 

– Diane Sophrin
  Montpelier, Vermont (4.26.24)

 

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