Sunday, May 14, 2017

14 may

might read these words but they could go unheard anyway
you do not need these lines to stay
they could be gone -- unstrung --
and you'd not be undone
there are one hundred different pages to replace
no right to imagine that you'd keep turning
backward looking forward to something shared
instead blank staring at blank spaces
the chase is off and i am closing my eyes
no way to tell if there's another day
no place to meet by chance or design
stars and stars and darkness
still and already gone

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