Tinnitus

Stillness

K. Cauldwell

He stands still, miles above me.
Still like the walls of untoppled buildings
fragile but erect after the quake;
dignity undignified;
and looks to the moon.

Published by K. Cauldwell

I enjoy the reliable consistency of my ability to make people say "um... what?" I have danced on stage with Bono, and I can walk barefoot over hot summer asphalt. I am a great admirer of people who just wan...  View profile

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