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Signs and Symptoms

It never comes when expected,
it never calls ahead.
Even if I objected
it’d just bust in instead.

Hints of quiet longing-
I dare not say desire.
I’ve done my share of bawling,
I know this route’s a mire.

I’ll ignore its pesky prattle
and incessant pandering,
but ‘round my head it rattles
exploiting thought meandering.

Geographic curiosity
for a place I’ve never been,
writing with new voracity
words dripping from my skin.

A quiet contemplation
in the back of my mind
fate’s threads in constellation
becoming intertwined.

The great cross-country distance
between respective hearths
rivals the cautious resistance
held by battered hearts.
Written by skg373 (Cera)
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