interrogation

Poem #7 from: A Lizard Life

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the face of God
is a cloud piled high
snow
silver
beneath the gray

the voice is a black
that is rich and deep
with questions
sent into the deep
of the drain
to seek out the lizard
hiding

a-tremble

below


© Frank Prem 2017

A Lizard Life Poem #8: wizard number one

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2 thoughts on “interrogation

    • Anne, that’s how I remember it also – thinking about the poor critter down the back end of the drain with the terror of thunder all round. Welcome to Frank’s poetry, little liz.

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