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Wednesday, April 15, 2020

Poetry 162: Flowing Seamlessly

Flowing Seamlessly


The dusty gray clouds

parted for the

briefest of moments today-

just enough time for a slim

ray of sunlight to slip

right through.


Through my new large

office window, right

above the entrance of

a hospital, where families

rush inside to get the most terrible

news of their most beloved.


Beloved father, mother,

partner, child,

grandparent, & best friend.

All that invisible glue and

intangible love that organizes

our ridiculously messy lives.


Lives surrounded by tigers

who stand on the edges of

the cliff where we hang off

the side, all the while

eating a luscious

strawberry.

Lives built upon fragility, vulnerability,

uncertainty, and of course,

death.


Death of this moment,

and then the next.

Flowing seamlessly, beauty

upon terror, terror upon

beauty. Beginning to end,

end to beginning.


Look, the sunlight is

camouflaged once more.

Once more.

-Me

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