Some other disaster
I had no inkling of her leaving,But wait, there was something,
Something in her voice,
A predatory pause,
A laconic lull,
A seething silence,
Like you know,
What people say
They sense before an earthquake
Or some other disaster.
Chris Fernie, 2009
Poetry by Chris Fernie
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Written on 2009-05-18 at 10:18




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