I could chase her like the thoughts
That whirl my head
Or catch her in a moment
Instagrammed and frozen
Open to the words of her
That wend a weary way
Between our distant worlds
But still the hope that lies between
The clutched and the let go
Needles up my chest
As it dies
As it does
Every single day.
How curious to breathe
While still being held in so many ways.
Saturday, March 04, 2017
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Shadow Simon says: somewhere along the way Shadow Simon says: you've lost sight of who you are Shadow Simon says: and you lost the words...
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