It was one of the hottest days of the summer mid-July. Living in an hour glass with sand signifying time flowing through my fingers, on the lower side of the bulb with barley any sand at my feet, today I have time. I would spend my long summer days in the shade hidden; I’d preferContinue reading “MUDGETT”
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Rhythm to Recovery
What do you say, old friend Pays me a visit. Dancing along to the same tune I once moved to. Try to bury the hatchet. Vital fluid remains on the blade. Would like to make a peace offering. I can see that the blade still drips with anger. Dancing along to a different drumbeat theseContinue reading “Rhythm to Recovery”
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