Faraway moon shines
across so many borders
on your eyes and mine
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Faraway moon shines
across so many borders
on your eyes and mine
I race to catch them
but I turn around the thick green corner
brushing against it with a rustle
and I can’t see their outline ahead anymore
all I see is green and shadow
down the leafy corridor
…
I recently saw a stranger online saying that there’s two kinds of loneliness.
She said there’s loneliness of being without someone. That’s the kind most think about or mean when they hear or use that word, and it’s certainly not a good feeling.
She went on to say that there’s another kind of loneliness…
Night air in late spring
My thoughts drift to nearby friends
Now feeling so far
What is this pervasiveness?
What is this system of patterns
These loops both logical and non?
…
(Stream of consciousness foolishness, as sleep begins creeping in.)
…
I need to write
I need to breathe deeply
I need to inhale your calm peace
So I can exhale all this fear in exchange
…
Stepping beyond the familiar woods
From where I stand on the rocky cliffside
I can see him, there, out in the dark water…
For you who holds my hands in one of your own
While holding a gentle mirror before me with the other
…
The drugs eased, but still
My heart rate slowed to a new low and sleep returned
This time dreaming of the return of a long lost friend
…
Songs can really rewind us.