nuances of yesterday
filtering in with mornings light
my truths mingling with yours
insights may travel rapidly
yet often they arise bit by bit
peering at you through disbelief
Monday, August 26
silence escapes me
words form and fling themselves outward
flying like birds escaping into the unknown
holding onto my reality
with both fists clenched
less i am released into the unknown
fire gods are nourishing us
from the far away sun
shooting stars, and birthday candles
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