The thing is


We think we have time 

we bemoan other people’s rules 

get on with the passing of time, expenditure of hours, becoming merely lives, tic toc sadness tic toc fleeting moment of just not suffering.

Knows this  Disappointment lurks 

Revisits 

Only in 

The most 

Inopportune moments
Love will elude you 

Someone once said 

Be patient 

You were 

But 

It 

Never 

Came

hunter hunting
2nd grade

Not all who seek are found 

Not all who diverge are lost 


Looking up Audre Lorde

Still she’d never have 

This bastard at her table

No

This one ran from 

Place to place

Alone 

Alive 

A walking ghost

She carried spirits 

In her vessel

To the other side

That was her payment 

For life 

A life she never wanted 

A fate she could never leave 

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