Today's poem is by Ron Houchin
The Slow Envy of Stone
The overcast sky avalanches down
the dull day. Gravel in the drive
willingly trip up your every step.
Boulders on the riverbank sing
suicide so low you hear it only
as mood. They offer their little ones
to fill your coat pockets and pull you down
like very patient body snatchers to where
they can take you over one cell at a time.
Copyright © 2017 Ron Houchin All rights reserved
from Planet of the Best Love Songs
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