Agora Obscura..

Betwyn

Count to 4
exhale
count to 4
inhale


Sitting still,
middle of an unmade bed.
Lights off,
single candle flickers


The big one, lies on the floor.
Snoring softly,
paws twitching.
Running through her dreamscape


The little one,
curled around my knee.
Slowly and softly,
licks my toe


I can faintly hear
the play by play.
Upstairs neighbours,
watching hockey


Then there is the clinking.
Freezing rain,
coating my little window.
Agora obscura


Agora Obscura ..



Agora Obscura..
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