Soul Call

A prayer for return.

green hills covered with fog

Soul, what do you say?
Soul, let’s meet again.
Drinks? To see the shine
of you, looking back,
your words dripping
over me. I will not
repeat what you said
or did when we shared
breath in that space
where the doors were
secure until theyโ€“โ€“
Soul, I meant to save
you when I told them
Take it,
of my body,
of my time.
Come back.
I have run out of
spare parts to give

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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