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Saturday, December 12, 2015

all your isms 12/12/15

all your isms come from secret places
the stream that soft sings the snowmelt
the forest that lip-syncs the breeze
the way your face forwards into gaze
the conditions that you happen, come assumed
not really like a front-stage/back-stage thing
what appears, comforts, while mystery co-creates
mesmerized beyond presentation’s richness
who sent you has, to me, their unknown reasons
I know the brush strokes beyond the paint you leave
but I don’t have the words to put forth answers
yet so I breathe you in and live it alive
not knowing what it truly has come to mean . . .




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