Looking is finding

I lost myself today, put down somewhere, on a shelf, or in a pocket, like a lonely love letter, tucked away in a favorite book, or in a dusty corner, with the dangling spiderwebs, I became a thread unraveled, or did I turn to lint, after some belly button picking stint, I may have turned […]

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No, it’s just dust in my eye.

Am I losing my edge, I’m not sure anymore just where the edge is, as we step forward and peer down there is no darkness or the abyss seeing it’s all solid ground under foot, no two step, no shuffle, no rush without fear gripping at our hearts, hearts beat steady one two tempo, quickening […]

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