Friday

co-erosive

Fitful Thursday wind
intent on making changes,
carving long and wistful currents
through the after-dark...
.
Do not let it wake you as you walk.
The wind will break the mountain,
but you are... hardly fragile,
watching calm and sturdy stars outlast the clouds.
.
One or two long words, and it will finish
as you climb above the aftershocks,
up until the rocks you can't remember,
looking for a height to match
your depth.
.
Do not close your eyes
to end the dream.
Do not break the mountain with your worry.



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Thursday

missfortune

death
was all she wanted
from a calm and simple morning

so she plucked a leaf
despairing
from its tree




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