reflections of impermanence

we’re always looking for something to ground us
a way to tattoo ourselves onto existence

indelible ink wash rivers
flowing through veins of indecision

brushing all sharp edges into
smooth curves and blurred remembrance

fitting pieces together in a nest of silt at the bottom
while the corners get washed downstream

memory is a gazing pool of fortitude
what we forget is the skeleton of living

winter freezes everything that runs





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