We breathe by virtue of accident,
at chance’s mercy.
Resting fate’s hand in yours,
curl up in your cocoon
as comfortably as you can.
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We breathe by virtue of accident,
at chance’s mercy.
Resting fate’s hand in yours,
curl up in your cocoon
as comfortably as you can.
…I could have gone so much further
Could have taught myself so many things
When the world opened to me
When I could finally reach the lessons
…
Someday it will all leave, either
slowly,
a little at a time;
Or all that remains will be gone
in one swoop,
with the last beat of your heart
November 2024 – January 1, 2025