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Standing Up – Hiram Larew

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Standing Up

Even though we’ll never make love

We made love –

Think of branches scratching the roof

Imagine wooden wheels

Rolling.

 

I can already imagine you as if you’ve left

By just standing back in this circle.

 

Why would fate have put me here

Upside down and spinning around most of you?

What will you make me do before I do?

I should be the not-coming-back

Where you’re headed.


Hiram Larew‘s work has appeared most recently in Honest Ulsterman, vox poetica, Every Day Poems, Seminary Ridge Review, Amsterdam Quarterly, Poets and Artists, Little Patuxtent Review and Viator.  He lives in Maryland, USA.


 

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