Grievances

Grievances be the tearful goodbyes
Heartache brought to me.

A footman marches through
A new town to behold his river
Adrift.

Can an ounce of fear be scraped
Away by filaments when for a
Man beholding soot?

Before my eyes, he disappears.

© Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2015

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