i still beep.

I still beep at your little, vacant house,
sitting somber for years.
I do think about your potted plants,
your tall backyard,
talking long past humid dusks
feeling like a shrunken Alice
among the elephant ears.
Each time I hope they are not gone, too,
having turned wild and free
as you never could be.


6 thoughts on “i still beep.

      1. Doing well–not engaging in quite as much productive creativity (or at least not as much in written form) these days. But still trying to visit some of my favorite blogs every now and then. 🙂

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