April 10, 2013 § 1 Comment

to climb your existence
has always been questioned
like her
last day
everything changes. at the spur of
the day
she’s just met

a day follows the morning
stranded and Haunted by the loss of
the loss of the
first failure

When a drop
Forgoing the
return to
finding as finding
this tale of
travel, and textures
growing afraid to
the end, what
emerging as becoming–to be.
curious side forward fall.


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