#2122 - breathing

 

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breathing

 

it’s not like anything winged to fall to us

but bus comes

the familiar door sunshone

   it’s a breeze                       step in

 

be responsible

 

you cannot know what you’ve been signed up for

 

in a certain place at a certain time

 

of course bitten

this thing crosses your path

 

I walk for my words

they’re by the way

 

time crept to a fidget then

and that’s where we’re gone

 

in the end only words

and each a death

 

you won’t have noticed the revolution

             our rotation

things all moving on

 

we with them

 

does it occur to you

to live in the moment of a tune?

 

that this is as far as we go

 

no choice but sparkle now