Pitch currents surging on the floor of my personal blue
Congeal on their own time coaxed by the watchful gaze of the other…
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Pitch currents surging on the floor of my personal blue
Congeal on their own time coaxed by the watchful gaze of the other…
Brief stream-of-consciousness response to the writing of a friend.
Wood floor to night sky
Plucking signal from my noise
Dear friend newly found
Sometimes I feel a little envious of the people who have grown up developing close bonds with extended family members.
One day they won’t be here
One day they won’t stay anymore
I crossed an ocean with equal parts anticipation and tension, fearful of the unknowns to a point that most would consider irrational, as is common for “my kind”.
I’m alone beside others who are not.
Brave foreign journey
Cool breeze over cobblestones
Bonds not how once seen
Would that I could grant a wish
To allow him to run back.
For a dear friend, with love.