circley-circling

back to this same moment

every time but always

different some, different

much. round and round.

(i’m) tired and deflated

(i’m) scattered and frustrated (i’m)

escaping and avoiding

 my grief in screen

 and  moving ideas that

end up my brain.

i will write the words for strangers to read.

i’ll get back on my bike.

i’ll start again with breath and being.

i’ll dream up and live my life.

 

 

 

 

(2022)

 



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