at night
overlooking the Ohio
in a rainstorm
you wait for me
in the park
we kiss
overlooking the Ohio
in a rainstorm
you wait for me
in the park
we kiss
near the river
blackened night
bleeds from opened veins
turning sky to coal & water
to ash & love
to gold & lead
blackened night
bleeds from opened veins
turning sky to coal & water
to ash & love
to gold & lead
lightning burns
them back again
them back again
Jim Wardell plays, writes, teaches and learns at the University of Virginia’s College at Wise. Some days he works. Recent publications include Snakeskin Magazine, Tipton Poetry Review, and Goliath Magazine.
