John Jessup Kennan

Warp

Blake in a pawn shop






shudders
air twists
shivers passing
breath and
warm light
cast
frameless windows
dimensionally other
scatter in blank
heavy on the feel
soundless

did something move?

disappears flutter
swirl
sound of
a fish underwater
gap in the layer
ripple of moonlight
invisible
turning among winds

something is out there

 © John Kennan 12-12-19

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