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jordan Nov 2020
even broken words
can point to the horizon
indicating the wholeness
of the swollen moon
as it hangs low and heavy
tumbling along in the
fullness of its cycle

even broken words
can point upward
indicating the infinite
in the cathedral skies
as translucent layers of
impossible number
and impossible shades of blue
together compose the deepest color
of the symphonic midday sky

even broken words
can heal
jordan Nov 2020
he smiles to hide
the hurt inside
his shining eyes
are only lies

he laughs out loud
despite dark clouds
that clog his mind
with thoughts unkind

he lives a life
of hidden strife
and this, his plight
he obscures with light

so see his smile
and know his guile
his favorite mask?
you need not ask
please read this at half-speed in a winter-came-too-soon-dark room while feeling all dreary and moody and gloomy.
  Nov 2020 jordan
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sometimes
we are b l i n d
to all the feelings
that take us to the
                unknown ending
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