Holding Up _ new poem December 2018

Fingers Point 

Fingers flick

Fingers snap

And click

Fingers bend 

Fingering a neck 

Trying to find

A pulse 

D A G

Sea 

Of green

This isn’t 

The end 

When I’m feeling

Down

I got someone 

She points me up

D A G

Sea of green

This isn’t 

The end 

This isn’t 

The end 

This isn’t 

The end 

I’m holding

Up

Written Saturday Morning December 15, 2018

John Conte

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