[tabby title="Poem"] His lungs were a hymnand ribs caged a pigeon with wingsthat span the length of a symphonyIt singsIn discord against doldrumming winds Music Man has the bluesHe's searching for lighter notesto burn the harmonious cigarette of his tunesFlickering...

[tabby title="Poem"] There are days when I hold my breath,Lungs clenched, tight in my palms...afraid to let gobecause the body is 70 percent waterAnd pardon you, I'd like to float when I drown...With the buoyancy of a rejected sacrifice from...

[tabby title="Poem"] This is how it ended ... Seconds exploded...Leaving shrapnel in the space between minutes.Hours retreated across space until time was an abstractionlooking for a home in motion.Hiding from perception But...It was intercepted by a fellow named god who...

[tabby title="Poem"] Every sheep counts,More sheep -- until they're all asleepThe shepherd drapes their eyesWith their own woolAnd departs like a thief When the sheep ascend from their slumberThey will all bleat... Amen. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] LindiWait is a writer...