Tagged: reflection

mind already here,

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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reflecting on the

reflecting on the
impermanence of it all, i
will not endeavor

to stick around longer than
rationed by time, seek attachments
.
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all day, i keep

all day, i keep
forgetting that you
left us this morning,
and even now, when
i quiet my heart to
take in the news, i
hear old news, when
you called eight years
ago to say that he’s
gone, and do not be
sad, it was so peaceful,
you were reading to him
as he sat in his favorite
chair, and then
you were reading.
tonight, i am not ready
for the details just yet.
there are no brave
messengers. you are
gone, but not yet gone
.
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every morning, new

every morning, new
worlds appear unbidden, having
nothing and every-

thing to do with the way we
see each other, interact
.
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it has come to my

it has come to my
attention that
you sing when
moving from room to
room in the middle of
a quiet afternoon because
i scare easily. love is
adding to our repertoire
so that we can
become more
secondhand
fearless together
.
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i can’t think of you

i can’t think of you
without thinking about how i
should not be thinking

about your lips – saying it means
i am no longer thinking it
.
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