Cold bruised skin.
What was the story
before the hard stop?
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Monday, October 20, 2014
Saturday, September 1, 2012
The sentence begins
with one word.
It is often something as simple as
"Mama" or "Papa".
It gains competence and complexity
over a period of time
as it begins to grow in understanding.
The sentence continues
in an unabbreviated river of thought
expressed and hidden.
Punctuation is hardly ever a concern
in the moment as it
writes itself unceasingly over the years.
There is a final maturation
where it begins to stutter and shake with
the unease of its origin.
The sentence is only one thought unfurled,
the chapter was never
finished, never mind the entirety of the book.
We are in mid-sentence
and if we are lucky we may finish it.
It is often something as simple as
"Mama" or "Papa".
It gains competence and complexity
over a period of time
as it begins to grow in understanding.
The sentence continues
in an unabbreviated river of thought
expressed and hidden.
Punctuation is hardly ever a concern
in the moment as it
writes itself unceasingly over the years.
There is a final maturation
where it begins to stutter and shake with
the unease of its origin.
The sentence is only one thought unfurled,
the chapter was never
finished, never mind the entirety of the book.
We are in mid-sentence
and if we are lucky we may finish it.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Hard Stop
what matters
Matters
what doesn't
Doesn't
***
divide the world
with lines
unite the world
with an eraser
***
a nagging mind
has much to say
when you are
ready to listen
***
a period marks
the end of this
thought
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