Poems from 97Katherine

We walk Through the woods of my backyard My fingers skim across The rough bark of a tree.   I’ve lost sight of you, But I’m not going...
She wasn’t alive when you were finished with her You ripped apart, piece by piece limb by limb until she was gone   You didn’t start with...
Time seems fluid.            You and I are just floating through. Time stretches on and on,             Until the day has ended...