Thursday, October 8, 2020

in the new age

in the new age, our worlds are small and do not meet


beset by tragic misfortunes we imagine to be figments


so real yet unimaginable we cradle them softly


and close our eyes


i walk through town following the reflecting sun


to the ocean at the edge of my world


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