Mostly – I’ve noticed – for me, at least – the walking away
seems to be slower – I am reluctant to miss something, to give up. I have
pockets full of hopeful change, ready to spend, running my fingers through –
golden to the touch, steady at the ready. The turning toward is swift, instant.
I answer the call with my heart on my face and in my tongue – step onto the bus
toward yesplease and now – let us pray for the hunters and balanced memory.
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