flesh and blood

Here are the second and next to last stanzas of “flesh and blood”.  The entire poem is in Naked, © 2018, Main Street Rag Publishing Company.

my day stretches out with its guarantee of apathy

I see pain-etched faces akin to old window glass

I watch the heavy, summer wind blow my hat

from one end to the other on the rear window car ledge

like my unanchored belief

 

if I follow my path

I’ll arrive at the manger

in the dark, alone

with only donkeys and goats

for company

© 2018       Cindy B. Stevens

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