I.
smiling to stop
questions that pry
what hurts is mine
II.
a familiar face
walks through the door
I turn away
III.
2 a.m. – a storm
rages my dreams
keep me safe
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Image: The Storm – Theodore Gericault, WikiArt.org
Words: senryu, c.b.w. 2016
Part of the 2016 April Poem A Day Challenge (via Poetic Asides on Writer’s Digest) for the April 9 prompt: hide out.
