things are capable of changing
ice to water to smoke
over the course of a year
my heart has unfolded
the way a garden worships
spring
rebuilding itself from multiple
warzones of
a winter that has
gone on far too long
I can’t think where my
demons have gotten to
perhaps swatted dead
like flies while I’ve
slept
somehow
it took
less than twelve months
to finally be able to awaken
feverless
into a dark blue that is
only deepening with
stars
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time traveler. The past is looking more and more surreal every day.
you ever find yourself crying on an examination table to a doctor who insists you're only sad because it's winter?
you ever find yourself unable to even disagree because your confidence level is zero and you have de-evolved to something almost unrecognizable to anyone who knew you before?
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Submit to love without thinking,
as the sun this morning rose recklessly
extinguishing our star-candle minds.
-Rumi
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