Thursday, April 17, 1997

nothing concluded 50

candle light
flickering and dancing
on the walls
two watch comfortable
comfortably strange

never really knowing
if the road traveled
is the right one
writing wrong done in the past
learning each time falling

spring arrived
and the disposition
has changed
something beautiful
has changed around me

the mind spins daily
but the slower
things are taken in
the calmer I become
desirable height reached

seeing peace again
as the pages turn too quick
for me to notice
sitting here for too long
nothing concluded…

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