Delays and Departures 

For years we’ve been this. 

I would have changed sooner, 

If only I could. 

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Week Four- The Year of my Heart

Deep like creeks and wood

Is this aching in my heart,

As this book opens.  

Thoughts From Last Night- Momentum 

Sharpening brushes, 

Makes this night’s wait feel so young. 

Tomorrow life changes. 

Threshold

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Surrounded by firsts:
Like first opening your eyes…
Admitting I’m wrong.

Gone Fishing 

  
In this year to come,

The year of my silence,

I will be filled with wordless songs

And unspoken sonnets. 

In the year of my silence, 
Things broken will burn 

And out of death and ash will things be born 

In the year of my silence,
Devotion will cease to be offered to unavailable lips 

And only love will learn to spill from these neglected veins. 

In the year of my silence.
                      

                    .Silence.

Through the Looking Glass

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I stand spectating.
Wonderland can be trying,
But you’ll get through it.

                      ∞

  
Things to understand:

This moment is gone for good. 

We are infinite. 

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