November 13, 2016

Looking At The Ceiling

I am never thinking
I don’t really understand
Touch it, live it
No pressure as I leave

I am never going
I don’t really get lost
Break it, face it
No pressure as I believe

I am never processing
I don’t really conclude
Close it, desire it
No pressure as I grieve

(c) Marc Noël 2016

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