chasing orb
I relate to this moon while thinking of you.
always too fast or too slow
a no show.
you forget the ways you've been or so I've been told
I do and I don't have
selective-memory
critical? or so its been called.
I want to be tuff enough to fold with our pages, roll with our feelings but
I'm not and we aren't.
so I turn with that rabbit
around the world
about face
a spring upon faith
~Av
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