Inkubator Collaborative Writing

What if this never ends?

What if this never ends?

 

My eyes long for that unspoken song

 

What if I can’t find another job?

of sweet acknowledgement,

 

What if I’m all alone?

my heart for that connection

 

What if I’m wrong about Brenda?

of unrehearsed distance,

 

and my soul for freedom

from new untouchability.

 

What if. . . ?

Uncertainty,

 

just leave.

 

 

Edited by Venus Davis. Words by Frank M Kunstel and Sravanthi Vallampati.