POEM: SPACE

SPACE I.

Drips
Of meditation

I took a course
An introduction to space
In the blackness of an eyelid

I sat firmly
Separated from rain
Curtains on dry ground

There is so much out
So much doing and moving
So much clicking and scrolling
With one way visuals

And this would be
A voyage all senses would need
With a timely fee

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SPACE II.

She handed me a look
One I could borrow
Until the morrow
Paid wisdom

And this confidence
Like the time you promised
I'd see you after the sun

Became a residence
A pride I could walk in
Rest and be bested by myself

You send messages
To me who was once
Too weak to parry or pray

With the vestige of vests
Covering my chest
I knew dressings
For what I should say

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SPACE III.

I was too afraid to write
So I took space
And a moment's pocket

But I should have just written
Blabber on blubber
Parsing off paper
Abandoning acerbic accomplices

This bird nested swallow
In my throat hollow
Pecking away potential

Has taken a cue
And flown to you
With no drag or lift

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SPACE IV.

She cherished the time
From 7 to 8AM
Before the students arrived

It was her trek
On the mountain
Of minds before dawn

She loved the air
From mouths that stirred
Her hair with truth

When her descent was due
These pupils knew
Her source from the dew on her shoes

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