‘One hundred and eighty eight’
Portsmouth February 20th
Awake
late
at
3:55am
unimpressed
unprepared
for this day
finally
the
sound
is drafted
to
be
given
shared
resonating
abandoned
finding image
to bodily project
against their backs
completing the circles
seen within my mind
but unable to read
anyone else’s
empathy
absent
let
go
in
while
i draw
in
blind
tandem
surrendering
to another hands
wondering do they see?
A W A i T i N G
A W A i T i N G