Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Powerless Valentine

I found something I needed
And not five minutes later
I lost something I loved
Memory’s handing-off of
One thing with another
There’s peace for a moment
In the letting go of the power
To affect any particular outcome
All words are stolen
From the original mouth
As great destinies are spawned
Wondering at our littleness
Our need to be carried along
Our need to die
On the earth we love

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