I am leaving now
it took such a long time
but these trips we conceive
always seem to come
at precisely the right moment
if we make our own meaning
why do we make it so hard?
the phone will ring less, if at all
my boots will wear down, walking
aimlessly through that old city
just a large, ancient metaphor
for the same complicated walks taken inside
if we make our own meaning
why do we make it so hard?
I want to extinguish "you"
I want to extinguish "I"
a life filled only with proper names,
new stories, unexplored rooms,
unfamiliar constellations, a new cardinal direction
if we make our own meaning
then we can write a new story.
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2 comments:
some people are just better at writing than others.
Can I exhale and uncross my fingers? I am so happy to read this!
I'd love to one day hear your thoughts behind
"if we make our own meaning, why do we make it so hard?" Really great wisdom there.
Don't forget your map ;)
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