zoo and courtyards

zero percent chance of a path
on the order of your shining face
or this day when you tell me
after a few thousand seconds alone yet
nothing as close to you as i would wish
dominating the very recent memory as if
collecting the calm memories were the most important
of all when a songrises out of your
upturned hands as the sky spirals out
rediculous shimmering so bright and disappearing
teasing the reactions out of you
yawning together as the final hour
arrives and ceases this hesitating tomorrow
reaching for the story you read most nights
defining nothing but absorbing everything
sometimes you just need the comfiness
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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