Jericho
Dec 25, 2016
I am
at the center of
Jericho,
white-knuckled,
gripping
the closest thing
which is a rickety fruit stand
or
a handful of air
or what is left
ff
my common sense
And in the distance there is
some semblance
of the red cord I was
told to look for
but all I can hear are trumpets
and the walls coming down
