Teeter-totters

I go out walking at times

Albeit chaos or queer silence

Or only down streets in my mind

Seeking the emotional permanence

Lost from a vacant relationship

That’s become like a second shadow

And it clings to my whole existence

But only in the right preverbal light                      

Not a shadow one sees, but feels

In the same fashion, one feels love

Emotionally stirred and deep within

As hard as that might be to comprehend  

And the worse part of all this

I’ve accepted life is… impermanent

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Poet of the Light © 2022

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