Stug Jordan - As We Slept

I reached out
as we slept,
slowly waking
finding the bed,
behind eyes;
sweet dreams
inside our heads.

Looking in
at odd hours
as winter approaches;
its deaf tread
on ice,
across the frozen
flowerbed.

Bound together,
tight sheets:
arms like stone
as the winds throw
over lawns;
grey with the
dirty snow.

Your hands
reach in morning,
in a new sun
where flowers undo;
lined in soil,
heads bowed on
death row.

Stug Jordan

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