Through the Keyhole

I catch a kudoclasmic glimpse
Through the keyhole of life,
Like naked bodies in a window,
Seen out of the corner of the eye
From the top deck of a bus,
Or a timid sparrow in a shaft of light.
I somaticize aberrant emotions,
Electrified with pain.
An aching wisdom tooth,
A tightened deadbolt,
I wait for it to pass
So I can breathe again.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

week-140

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #140 “January 30th, 2016”

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