Day 1098, reflections.

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From afar

you look bright, in red

I come closer

to greet

I can’t see


from up here

through reflections

I see

your former

when we do



Day 1097, my room.

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My room

is silently lit by harsh light,

where I stand naked in front of

reaching for a sign

that someone


my window.


Day 1096, chains.

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I like to think, I wonder

what chains, old, big or small

between me and tomorrow,

that will pull. Me? Away.


Day 1095, workplace.

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Harsh light comes from outside

leaving the darkness in corners.

My workspace is well lit,

I have the time for this

just have to get the tools.

Day 1091, different.

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It started out as one, all the same

in time some told to go, change

falling to be replaced, worn down

still together in being, different.


Day 1090, couch.

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The left side of the couch

is where I stare,

sitting in the middle –

where future meets past

my silence –

of the room.


Day 1089, my room.

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I was cooking the other day

and sorrows where thinking for me,

between the damp and smoke.

It’s a mess, said my room

up there, in my thoughts

where I stare at the walls.


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