by Nick Simonson
I thought of moving fast
in fact I did
for my andante
ignoring the truth
of solar plexus
settling for double
farce
hiding the
wounds & epiphany
songs
under the rain of
seasons
deleted ‘sales’, ’bath & beyond’,
‘realage’, ‘samples & sounds’…
I’m open to white snow gush
feeding me wisely its story
of curious hunters
flashing desires
to devour the pheasant…
where…what a…why…
while everything – white...
Pushing past and moving fast can make things go away for a short while, but they are always still there to deal with.
ReplyDeleteThis is so deeply thought provoking- where, what a, why- while everything white! Great words.
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