To not

The lock wraps itself around the love

The key becomes a cat searching the night for dalliance

The path turns upside down

The energy falls like pebbles into blood

Time takes it all in and doesn’t care

Teach me how, time.


About Eric Kovach

Spiraling out of control~~~~~~o
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6 Responses to To not

  1. Lovely and heartbreaking. I love every word.

  2. This piece is so devastating, yet it evokes in me such a profound feeling of hope. I love it!

  3. j.h. white says:

    Your poems are lengthening…each word like pieces of bread dropped and left on the trail finding your way back home. I love following you in this woods.

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