.
paean from the past
acclamation
for the lost girl
left forever behind
running blind
toward a great reckoning
and in the walking dusk
a homeless bag lady
in a plain brown wrapper
cries
cleanse me
take away my heart of stone
.
.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~©2017 Susan Williams.
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