remnant

Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTERUnderneath

my armor,

my artifice,

my micro bursts,

and alliteration

–I’m still me.

An endless, clouded afternoon. . .

Under your

ex–

your

tears–

your

years

and

reserve

–are you still you?

The sun that lit the day?

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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