As Dust Settles

May 15, 2020 § Leave a comment

I wonder

Had I gone back to the start

Back to the birth of my first words

Back to the first poem-

An ultrasound.

Had I not stamped out the fire,

Where would I be now?

Where would my heart, my weary heart be?

My duty is to myself, and yet,

I wanted to wrap myself up in you.

All dreams fade, painfully,

Eventually.

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