AS a lover i have forgiven everyone
but myself
AS a vegabon my bundle is what’s
left of a heart
That there is only one true love
and the rest shadows we chase
is nothing more than tragedy
And what of it. That
pain and suffering feel bright
and hurting: my love your love
feels bright and hurting too.
So life is everything within
the bundle I now carry as a poor
man. My only gift is truth.
and yet no coins to exchange
for this experience but I keep
it all for me and you.

:: 09-23-2017 ::

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