At the blue precipice of all this morning,
light checking her passport with some minor qualms
about the ladder that must be climbed to really shine,
we verify
that all the coins
in this short day
will not be enough
to finance the glaring division
between this moment
and the darkness
engineered to quiet the mind
and soothe the magnificent
aching of the soul
at the recognition
of forever.
The truth of it all
bubbles just under the surface
of the skin of the body
so that you have stopped hoping
to return as something
better.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment