[New post] When the hurly-burly’s done

perfectsublimemasters posted: "The mist breathes up. It hugs us and we rise with it, never wearing boots where boots should be. Strange how at ground level all that's bony turns to mush. Can't tell where I end and all the clinging stink begins. But the most important thing is—" Respond to this post by replying above this line New post on Eunoia Review When the hurly-burly's done by perfectsublimemasters The mist breathes up. It hugs us and we rise with it, never wearing boots where boots should be. Strange how at ground level all that's bony turns to mush. Can't tell where I end and all the clinging stink begins. But the most important thing is— listen, remember, and tell it, for God's sake—I'm […] Read more of this post perfectsublimemasters | December 1, 2021 at 12:00 pm | Tags: Richard Manly Heiman | Categories: Poetry | URL: https://wp.me/p14SZX-7lI Comment    See all comments    Like Unsubscribe to no longer receive posts from Eunoia Review. Change your email settings at Manage Subscriptions. Trouble clicking? Copy and paste this URL into your browser: https://eunoiareview.wordpress.com/2021/12/01/when-the-hurly-burlys-done/ Thanks for flying with WordPress.com