Friday, January 21, 2011





What happened then,
what happened there,
and omg
what happens next.
The mind is whirring,
fear is welling
until...
we follow the call
out the door.
Pay attention.
Our shoes crunch against gravel.
A plane flies west in the cold fading sky.
A woman laughs from the wooded slope.
A ball veers off the rim of the goal.
The water of the pond trembles.
We surrender
to the moment,
to each other
in this moment.
The noise of past and future
grows still.

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