"I was lying in my bed last night,
staring at a ceiling filled with stars
and suddenly it hit me,
I just have to let you know how I feel"
Upon my mind
there are pictures
that I have collected
throughout this journey of me
I am a traveler
who burns a path
along the crumbling roads
muddied tracks
washed away to thickened moss
seek mind-bending photographs
fuel this body
this heavy peat
the will fires my soul
there are aches
bruised indentations
of hands and mouths
where words have been spoken
in love
out of love
and because of it
all loved
distances
discarded
all energies are permeable
osmotic tales of how I came
to be this wretch of a poet
now writing of you
symbols scatter dreams
a process of clocks
ticking backwards
time travels in zones
addresses of angels spin the skies
fractured hands
lodge inside sectional scars
fingers tremble
across and feel every inch
bump and curve
delicate imbalance
because
I have loved
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