Tagged: reflections

it is looking more and

it is looking more and
more likely that
we have been weighing
the wrong things, counting
and measuring
that which is
not easily
quantifiable, things we
can’t wrap our heads
around. we have
disassociated, splintered,
fractured ourselves for
too long to contain
so much, we can’t
be reliable data
within these set
values, even words
are no longer
enough, nor
meaningful
.
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some memories are

some memories are
still magnetic, pulling you
away from sleep – in

the middle of the night, new
reflections obscure the message
.
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under all this

under all this
heaviness, who’s to
say that when we
emerge from the
snow, we might be
an oak leaf or
a bamboo, a maple
or a poplar, green,
gold, red, or dead
.
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new year’s reflections

we can reflect all

we can reflect all
day and somehow deflect, look,
the clearest blue sky
.
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let in the city

let in the city
every once in awhile, a
slice of eight-point-six

million, dirty reflections
and all, awake once again
.
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we are not made to

we are not made to
store anything
for longer
than the
time it takes
to let go
.
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here are the corners

here are the corners
that corner me, still –
i keep these
moments dog-
eared, already
yearning to return
.
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we are ready to

we are ready to
turn
a new leaf, learn some new
tricks – it’s the letting

go part that remains sticky,
clings to every written word
.
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we grow apart when

we grow apart when
our reflections begin to
dissent, contradict

one another as though we were
looking into different mirrors
.
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