intermediary sentinels

forgotten souls prowl and stutter. 


dust veiled echoes

time forged tapestry

her ashen veneer torn, bar a helix suture.


from within, a still, penetrating stare 

sorrow lurking like a lost augury.


ruined, not dead, she whispers 

a slow, staggered refrain. 


the silent chatter 

deafening.


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Guy Dickinson, Peripheral, 2017