Today's prompt and no poem to share today. write your own and sing it at unsuspecting people.
affixed to concrete listen all the stops the way melody and noise splash each into each other can't help it built into one like the other dueling, rising; waxing
waning. won't help it. we are mostly forgotten/intrepid followers of life's plans converging here and like this you who mattered in ways my soul remembers but the rest of me forgets
or life guides us/ wanderings elsewhere. no circles. even when we depart thinking it is an elaborate figure eight thank you for taking my hand we trace something different
something/somewhere else made monuments in the spaces since then mostly good ones,
i hope i might pray in 4 minute rituals, celebrations recitations thank you
even when we lied to ourselves young liars i like to think it was earnest belted out
in response to a wall of feedback meeting something more perfect. we felt forever, didn't we? can't help
it/forever wasn't something caught in a bottle. as the song shifts, as our momentums pushed us forward and elsewhere, i was sure this was the peak won't help it. it might have been then,
but it was just another opening number.
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