passing time, these
daze, con/fusing
mind tricks exposed
as being just that. a
subtle ruse again/st
myself. so. what
then?
this is coward/ice:
to open a woman
‘s heart, only to
dis/appear else
where
I can
not be found.
this mis/take, a missed
chance taken
for granted.
a mist|rust settles in.
where then do I find
redemption? how can I
re/cover my heart
with confidence?
having lost so much,
what have I gained?
a lost opportunity, where
we are broken off, de-parted,
instead of some canvas where
we could have deep-arted
ourselves toward to/get/her
heartfullness.
this is becoming
his|tory. of a life.
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