Tagged: hours
we are no longer
we are no longer
old school, spending hours to peel
and core apples the
way we did in twenty-twenty,
an ounce of sweat for apple sauce
.
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maybe symmetry
maybe symmetry
is overrated, we lie
awake at night,
counting the minutes
up and down the
hours, dreaming
of a balanced diet
.
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when everything aches,
when everything aches,
you can always clean house – hours
later, a new breath
.
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six ingredients,
six ingredients,
twenty-six-and-a-half hours
later, some kind of
magic, the sort that comes with
patience and determination
.
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between the hours of
between the hours of
almost and maybe is more
doubt, searching for sleep
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: searching
sunday flirts with our
sunday flirts with our
senses, entices us to
unwind, let go of
burdensome time, until we
are forced to count down the hours
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: flirts
twenty-one lady
twenty-one lady
apples and two hours later,
sweet everythings, yes
.
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of all the hours
of all the hours
visible to humans,
occasionally,
we will let slip
an extra hour,
unseen, yet felt
dancing within the
joyful layers
between
you and me
.
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minutes give way to
the patterns you
the patterns you
observe in time
are meant
to cushion every
anomaly, the way
packaging foam
hugs the curves
of each fruit
to hold the juices
in, keep from
bruising.
so don’t
be restless, my
dear, don’t
insist that you are
bored. sink into
the patterns
of our lives,
soak it in between
the days, the years
.
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