Without Stanzas

Is that a surgical mask
on his face or
a desk lamp obstructing
my view? A cube

in the middle
of the room
could take up
all the space

in my head. Contaminated
thoughts could become
the beginning
of someone

else’s master
work—or a brief
ode to the long gone

70s without stanzas.

2 thoughts on “Without Stanzas

  1. Thank-you Amy for your written words
    For so many will understand the message
    That lies with in your scattered verse
    They and I will follow your meaningful words
    That you cement for ever on your Blog

    Thanks once again for your gift of words, love it.
    Cheers kev


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