by Lynn White There’s a hole in my facewhere the love gets in.There’s a hole in my facewhere love has left a hole in my heart.I sigh.But stillthe bird singsin the dark.I sighwaitingfor a songto fill the spacelove left.I sighholding my heart.Oh, those sighs. First published in Alien Buddha Zine, January 2025 https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.comhttps://www.facebook.com Photo by Engin …







