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September 17, 2019

something silken
has been draped across
the scattered mindscape

for so long I’ve been
fumbling through my hand
looking for appropriate trumps
then laying them down
and finding the cards spell out words
and songs

and the thing about waves is
there is always another one
and the tides come in
and the tides go out
and everything changes
but nothing does too

every morning it’s a new world
but some mornings are more new than others

I savour
and prepare

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