All these poems about loneliness…

As if I should have it better
The alders doing their best
Leaning. Planet’s vow:
You can’t have me.
Broken ice on the river.

So I’m lonely–
Dead leaves follow me in the streets.

It’s not too much to bear,
Voice of my dead father.

Author: stevekuusisto

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