Poems by Steven Federle
Saturday, October 18, 2014
black door
black door,
impenetrable portal
to the silent night,
when a sudden train rushes,
filling the darkness
with wailing desire,
and suddenly is gone.
Now only my fingers linger.
pressing your giving flesh.
(10/18/2014)
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