Thursday, December 17, 2015

Reena Prasad writes

no one

an alarm rings out 
that no one knows about  
it is time to breathe

the street is deserted 
sentry doors stand 
my feet find release

the road is a river 
tall towers trees 
this is a dream

i plan never to wake 
wide-eyed I wander 
dating a memory

your plants reach out  
over balcony rails 
we meet and greet

dog to dog
nose to nose or to tail
this is a free country

i never will knock
i like the sounds
that 'no one' makes

someday if you
do open a window
that breeze won't be me

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