Site icon A Hundred Falling Veils

A Brief, Incomplete and Disordered Entry on Humanness


                  inspired by a line from Gwendolyn Brooks
 
 
We real. We feel.
We rise. We loss.
We stall. We fall.
We candle. We moth.
We flag. We tune.
We plunder the moon.
We wish. We rash.
We ravage. We crash.
We cry. Retry.
Forgetful, we why.
Why? We pray.
We star. We clay.
We find. Remind.
We shed. We climb.
We slip. We heal.
We hurt. We real.

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