Words from the mind of:
Sophie Creutz, Evanston, Illinois
grey shadows slipping, slide
along movement following the
endless motion of my tangled thoughts, taut muscles flexing
ceaselessly leaving nothing but ruthless apprehension,
judgment, distance, and disdain.
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refrain, rephrase….
the distinction between perception and reality clears slightly,
allowing for patience
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if the location between reason and wisdom is as far from perception
as dreams are from waking….
then what is the shape of that space?
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If I could wait
any length of time
for repetition:
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restraint restraint restraint restraint restraint < freedom > restraint restraint restraint < expression > restraint restraint
The tensions of life are so remarkably hard to balance, and yet so remarkably necessary.
ReplyDeleteGood show.