Strawberry Rain

Gentle as a razor,

her words cutting deep

Robbing tomorrow

of yesterday’s sleep

Her voice rising sharply

to greet the new pain

A bleeding Madonna

—in strawberry rain

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)

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