We had no children – Richard J Tilley
Monday, May 27, 2024

We had no children

We play tug of war
with riddles of atoms
like snowflakes in crystal lampshades
there is no circumference

we have gone up to space now disposed
we fracture the moon with our lies
but the only thing to see
in the garden is me

where I have not left hope attired
I practice navigating her contours

Hope has no offspring