Acclimate

I see her hidden
in plan sight
hands pressed
to her eyes
this image remains
among few

a day that won't wake up
I slide into a pocket
fortified against drafts

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

Region, Country: East Coast, USA

Favorite Poets: Weird Elf

In ink.

David

in ink,
David