the whip cracks
i stagger.
on stage, the crowd
clap silence
glare sound
an old friend
takes my face
kills my now
freed, words wander
once written
only now read
I am I
of the storm
overwhelm
– whirlwind
the whip cracks
i stagger.
on stage, the crowd
clap silence
glare sound
an old friend
takes my face
kills my now
freed, words wander
once written
only now read
I am I
of the storm
overwhelm
– whirlwind