Leaving The Past
Putting your arm
around the hump
of my sorrow
Embracing the loss
as you reach
through my pain
Saying again
that no words
can bring comfort
Leaving the past
and its language
— profane
*****
Caught In The Maelstrom
Answering
the questions
Questioning
the answers
Caught in the
maelstrom
A prisoner
of time
Looking
before me
Looking
behind me
Each minute
recounted
A moment
— unrhymed
(Dreamsleep: June, 2026)
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