from under the belly of the bridge
I arrive like wonder
like a wound
flickering like prayer or heartbeat
remembered, returned,
and restitute
surely, it must be true that others
too, climbed language like
a promised land
easy like Sunday mornings
Life was easy today. Being honest so I don't get more undue credit. We stocked up on food for the week, and then... headed for the beach...
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