a sunken ache that calls out with movement
as if i'd been carrying a weight
a heavy load too tangled to set down
sun rises and falls and the night lasts longer
feeling deeper slower darker
tripping over the path in the race to escape
gnawing at hunger as if to swallow it
there is a calm to find, a lightness
a road that leads and follows
nothing we cannot ask can be answered
nothing that we answer can be believed
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side note
While this blog's original purpose was to keep myself honest in my practice of doing daily justwrites-- 10-minute freewrites from some unusual starting points-- it has meandered to occasionally include other sorts of writing, to address other goals, and to even include other authors. Now, its main function is as a sort of verbal/ thought outcropping in public view. These are not polished pieces, and most are completely rough drafts. As some pieces may be developed through revision, your comments are most appreciated.
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