Tagged: marbles

we all crack sooner

these memories rub

these memories rub
against each other
like marbles in a burlap
sack
. you can leave
a hand inside to finger
the cool and seamless
illusion
, but there
is no real comfort
nor grief
until you can bear
to pull one
out, to study
that embedded
Latticino core,
to explore with
intention
without swerving
.
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