After the Between/Before... or PART TWO
molded in the waves
all rivers are timelines
where did you get in?
they do not carry sorrow
they do not carry joy
grabbing branches
to slow my lurching
one branch breaks like a heart
one branch breaks like an arm
i was covered in grief
when i first hit the waters
now i'm washed clean away
exposed
vulnerable
open
to be rebuilt
assembled with love
where did you get in?
--eL viKingO
2 Comments:
let there be no end
yes to no end
l-a'ro
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