Tether

An entry for the Moment of Silence Acrostic challenge

By Rachel DeemingPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Sit with me a while and

I will tether you.

Let light land on lips closed.

Ease yourself, like dark oil, into what is

Not, as

Calm's cooling flakes feather their descent and

Echoes fade.

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Written by Rachel Deeming