October 1, 2017

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I spent the day with a river

forming in my mind

forking into different directions

the water rushing through

lacking knowledge of where to turn

and so it turned too many times to count

forming a whirlpool where one would surely drown

and so I let it out to keep my lungs clear

so that my chest could rise and fall

with the beats of this dreadful day

A familiar echo on the tv

radio

money

ratings

in a world where “selfless” people say selfless things to the cameras

about the rivers in their minds

leaving me to wonder what direction they take

and I ponder the thoughts and dreams of those

voices

now voiceless

ones I’ll never hear nor know

warm hands now ice

clothed bodies now naked on a slab

when they should be talking

and walking

warm hand in warm hand

and as my own heart beats

I feel the emptiness of a place where anger should dwell

a place that instead

houses the serenity of eyes closing softly

this molecule of acceptance for a day

we all know will come again

here

or tomorrow

in some not-so-distant land

 

 

 

 

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