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4:21am
Tue
Aug 12

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restless is the thinking brain,
rapid repeated beating
from an overheating sun
in a room of full-on dark,

difficult to weep,
harder to silent breathe,
one listens to his arrhythmic heart,
sending out messages incessantly & incomplete

every single sin ever committed
comes in with cheery face,
a greeting of, still here!
in this ,
our temporary final resting place

finish us off by completion,
makes us full of restitution,
by seeing to our undoing,
revolving, unending, the finally of sufficiently

those old curses
we can only face
by turning our faces away,
drop in, like best friends, come to sunrise visit

though dawn is yet eons of minutes far away,
though relief can never be fully attained,
though "though' is the first ****** word of excusal,
though betrayal is always next, the secondarily, refusal,

there is never a dot of period,
only a comma of pause, because,
there is no ending in completion
only in forgiving by your harshest critic,

yourself, yourself, our selving,
this unsolvable function of forgiveness upon this,
this, the two-days of Tuesday,
to day
two partings of one day ~ the night and the day

f:
In various contexts, "f" can represent several different things. Most commonly, it refers to the letter in the English alphabet, representing the voiceless labiodental fricative sound /f/. In mathematics, "f" often denotes a function, especially when used as f(x), which represents the output of a function for a given input x. Additionally, "f" can stand for force in physics or frequency in other scientific fields. It can also be a written abbreviation for various words starting with "f". Furthermore, in musical notation, "f" (or "forte") indicates a loud dynamic.
I've walked your floor

sat beside you in candlelight
looking at photos
scattered across the floor.

you remembering names
and people and prayers
I had long forgotten.

you are the dancer
who glides this loner
through sorrows and the stars,
across the mist of moments
most treasured

where in the stillness between kisses
promises are kept
and the warmth of your hand on my cheek
felt in places to real to touch.

your love asks for nothing
and when you smile your quiet gift to me

tender one,Β every breath I take is loving you.
straddling two worlds
inside and out

night and day
soul and flesh

unifying music
left and right

a mind
a heart.
In the springtime the beautiful
Bright daffodils dance in
The morning sunlight with
Their petals like gold
A sight to behold and little daffodils
Nature's cheer in a soft gentle thrill.
Daffodils
πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’β€οΈβ€οΈ
As each day dawns we think of you as each Night falls we pray for you
And deep in our hearts
You'll stay and we love
And miss you so much every day.
Always Thinking About You.
πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—
the cicadas slur their final words
of summer

from one side of the lake
to the other

a sedge of herons
is perfect

just above the water
all along

the green of the mountains
autumn

is already pecking its reds
and yellows

drift to any distance
and you will dance

through delight
and damage

i have been           loneliness
i have been           holiness

and i now know
the difference
There is a thing I wanted so much--
a thing always denied.
The evil and the angelic made a pact

and placed this desire in my heart
like a ticket hidden in a boot
worn by someone desperate in a station.

I tell people this desire is over--
that I visit its grave on holy days
to leave woven weeds,

but there is no grave because it is not dead--
only paralyzed like an aster when there is no wind,
no sun, no moon, no garden.

There is someone coming up the stairs
to hurt my heart, and they are so lit with beauty,
such an ordinary marvel.

The hallway floor is wood, the light there yellow in autumn.
It is morning, but the birds are mute.
My heart stops, the visitor walks past, the world ends,

but no one notices. There is no fool like an old fool,
no desire that cannot exalt or destroy,
over and over, in silence, like Shiva in a recurring dream.
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