Alone with pasternak's tears By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
i have traveled a long way
to be laying in a cheap motel
passing time reading the words
of dead russian poets
waiting for you to arrive.
four am is especially bleak,
and no restless sleep is
as purely restless,
no sound
more angry forlorn and
temporary than cars on the
hiway besides.
i would never know by
your voice filtered by
space and tinny
what is moving through you.
i must look in to you.
so i wait now for you to knock,
alone in the company of
pasternak' tears
until i see you and understand you
are well.
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