Tagged: tomorrow

we will never be

it’s a delicate

it’s a delicate
balance, wanting
to jump
ship or stay
put. freshness
holds tonight
and maybe tomorrow
night hostage,
says very little
.
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distancing before

distancing before
the distance appears normal,
as if yesterday

were the same as tomorrow,
hearts were not warming up to molt
.
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tomorrow

the seconds leading

the seconds leading
up to midnight are often
elusive, pausing
on vulnerable
surfaces, ready to
draw blood.
closing the window
on tomorrow
is already too late
.
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the body launches

the body launches
into tomorrow and never
for once looks back.
the mind fidgets with
purpose, extending long
fingers into those lost
hours, marking an X
with a thumbnail
on the moments
that still itch
.
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at first blush, we are