Who Am I?

the unflinchingly bright

familiar light of the screen

this mouth-less thing

trying too hard to separate

the borrowed record player

from the quiet prayer

she’s wanting to come home

but she knows

i’m not ready to see her

except for through the glass

where she uses her mouth

i love all of her sound

it’s the only reason i come around

all the time she’s on her knees

-(i pray for you)KH

Reviews

[Jen]

just these beautiful words that made up your poem. thank you for sharing your excellent poetry. Well done!

[kharte]

Thanks and sorry for the really late reply!

[Jen]

Its okay! Welcome :-)