Friday, February 7, 2014

Enough

I come from a long line of people
well practised in the art of
not wanting too much.

And although I can only see into the near distance
I can feel in my cells,
the turning of years disturbed;
all past presents
and every way it might mean.

The impossible fragility of living and dying
the constant pressure of air
to breathe
and be
maybe....
Enough

2 comments:

  1. The May bee universe inside
    my brain


    looking out loud
    from inside

    You know, the only thing I'm is of for

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    1. Thank you Rivercat, That's awesome.xo

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