thirty pages can pass
really quick on a day filled
with rain and hood up
but it's still warm
the air is moving fast
rain pounds the roof
at times can't unravel the point
needed to focus on a spot
far within but right here
still your ceiling too
right there cloud cover will pass
stars will be there tonight
to hear your thoughts
since they will no doubt
will go un-shared
throw the entire salt flat
over the shoulder
would it help clear away
the superstition too fast
too slow just relax
you don't even know
but wanted to even if
only for a passing moment
not finished destroying a former self
just busy being my only self
left any and all former
in the corner
not even to compare
or contrast...
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