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...of unfinished monuments and odes that refuse to be birthed as words
they show a glimpse
brimming dams of light
ready to burst through
and so you go ahead
and reach for them
wasting precious moments
gravity
sucks it all out
before your toe
has left the ground
why is it that fate
loves playing
with innocence?
she once said to me
that those unfinished works
are but
true a r t
i may never know
but those yet to be born
do call out
restless and ill at ease
sometimes
i turn my back
and sometimes
i fail...
Published 5th Jun 2022
| Edited 11th Jun 2022
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