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Set aside
Prepare nothing
Leave the plans the drawings
The ideas in dusty corners.

Love the empty
Put in mind the way it feels,
Nothing but all-consuming.

Weigh a heavy heart
Unto itself letting it
Breathe as it may want.
Its inward outward beating
Keeping honest minutes.
Its inward outward beating
Speaking.

Who defines, who interprets
My inward outward beating?

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2 thoughts on “[untitled]

  1. The play of words was intriguing. Somehow I feel I know what you are saying, but somehow I also feel unsure. All is a haze and yet the soft outlines are well-formed and the mood of the piece was worth visiting.

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