Thursday, March 21, 2019

Longing

they're sometimes running,
and another times frozen in memories.
crouching on the cusp of time,
why can't you dry off the cuff of your clothes?
your accessories are rusting
at the same rate as your reach.
chasing after what they can no longer embrace.
it's okay to follow but when you get lost
come back.

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