
It was an evening
to receive the
deep autumn cold.
I heard your voice.
“Walk and be silent”, you said.
I scooped up the words
and returned home.
Some life remains.
I was glad to be alive.

It was an evening
to receive the
deep autumn cold.
I heard your voice.
“Walk and be silent”, you said.
I scooped up the words
and returned home.
Some life remains.
I was glad to be alive.