Tagged: tides

departing and

when you are asleep,

when you are asleep,
the seconds rise and fall beneath
an arm around your

waist. you are the waves, pulling
me towards morning’s shores
.
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things that are

things that are
heartbreaking –
being there
and not
being there,
a ripple
torn at sea
.
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collecting lives is for

collecting lives is for
the one with the
scythe. a livelihood,
however, is
collected among
allies
, orbiting
the days of the
week with equal
weight, formulating
a pattern of tides
with each incoming
shift, and the
gravitational pull
to living and dying
every so often
readjusts itself
.
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you say yes like a