for*rest

For*rest I am buried in awe of a rich forest nestled amongst broken trunks and leaning towers of freedom I am caught here    in a space     between breaths Lofting like a bird in an updraft For a moment: still Ah, now can you see them? the colours are tumbling, turning into the red […]

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Seventh Time Around

Talk to me Oh, the seventh time around When all other cards are flung from the deck When all the little things are known Talk to me then Until that day: Sweep me under the rug (Like you will do) Oh and then- when I am not paying attention- Scoop me under the full moon […]

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