Can this in any way be a poem?
bridge
between home
, blank stare on face
reflected in water flowing
ambling
returning,
ache watching struggle
holding rope rail
weightless in euphoria
hang, tenuous on edge
of eternity, decaffeinated
churned in mind
twenty 4 years
, i've yet come grips
in dealing ,
in realms of every day
if seem million moments away
pattern bribes heart
find way
stay
breathe holy dust
of instant lives in.
she bridge between home , blank stare on face reflected in water flowing ambling returning, ache watching struggle holding rope rail weightless in euphoria hang, tenuous on edge of eternity, decaffeinated churned in mind twenty...
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