notes ringing off piano keys
lull one off into distant memory
six p.m. sunlight siphons through tan curtains
twenty-years-too-old
as latch keys lift off my heart
and fans cool my skin; the ceiling above
slowly falling apart
Donald Pachinger is a 29-year old poet based out of Long Island, NY. While he draws from a wide range of influences, Donald’s main preoccupation is combining everyday happenings with the surreal quality of dreams. Other writings can be found at https://emulsion-collective.blogspot.com
