![]() October 23A Poem by J![]() Haven't been on this for forever, it seems. A quick scribble written moments ago, nothing more.![]() Toward the understated, the finesse of knowing when to break a certain moment beyond the hold another's presence gives because You are alone in a crowded room, lassitude giving your eyes a certain freedom I know to be innocent in their gravity, spirited in a mercurial way That flashes from ocean to fire, and back to an array of spinning mirrors I would fathom if only I could, if only myths would become real instead of A subconscious element reflected in my own, admittedly confused sense of joie de vivre.
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