Tagged: slip

in the end, we may

in the end, we may
not find symmetry before
it finds us, only

if we are lucky, slipping
into an unwakeable sleep
.
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summer seconds move

every once in a

every once in a
while, snow graces us with its
presence, followed by

a glistening grin when we fall,
slipping on our naïveté
.
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saturday, you were

saturday, you were
out of this world and into
the next one – every

door ached, window wept, chimney sighed,
we held on so we wouldn’t slip
.
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there will be days when

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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in this world and that

being present takes

being present takes
practice –
it’s not so much
about catching
milliseconds
as they pass,
but allowing
them to slip
right through,
unhooked
by this, that,
and the other
.
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one small slip, and i

one small slip, and i
am back to zero days without
injury – a spot

of sorry, a hint of skin on
my bloody ginger grater
.
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we are meant