July, Palisaded Plains – Poetry Submission by A. Pajewski

My poem was published in In Parentheses 🙂

in parentheses

The train
trails time,
ebbs as
I lie
awake, staring
at plastic stars,
stuck to popcorn
ceiling by the last tenant.

Sounds call
out and I’m
out of nouns.Its warble
rends sky
from Juniper.

quotidian life.
A resplendent-
ness leaves
you staggering.

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