the desert floor is strewn
with splinters
of broken sky reflecting
an unwonted haze
& this day
persists sundrenched stinging
we shield our eyes
gaze upward concerned
who among us failed to listen
who was spared fear & regret
while a smudge low
on the horizon bloomed
and spread vivid as a consuming
grief inbibing clouds & stars
& this day
persists immeasurable
an unwelcome guest a heaviness
in the heart so shameful
we dare not look
we dare not look
away
(c) 2020 by Hannah Six
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