Close for Comfort

Thank God for Google Drive. I’ve found another high school creative writing class poem. Enjoy 🙂

Inch closer

And Cuff your cold hand around your nerveless ear

Block the sounds from getting in

The dark ocean

whisperers its deepest secrets to you

under oath

the ripples are steady, but a storm is near

says the water

Inch closer

But not too close

In the racket, the clatter of the workshop

the cling of a fallen wrench

the woosh of the gust of wind

through the window

saw dust blinds you

once in a while,

cooling the sweat on your forehead.

You salty face, you


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