Body Language

by Colin James


The light was insignificant.
Sat amongst uninhibited relatives,
then went for a walk to the Quarry.

Saw a man killing a dog.
He was wearing denim,
Jeans and a long blue coat.
A truck parked nearby idling.
The air was dense and uncooperative.

One steel cable sagged overhead.

In the summer swimmers risked everything.




Colin James has poems forthcoming in Mad Rush and 30 Day Poetry. He Lives in Massachusetts with two old dogs…………


Art by Sheila Lanham



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