The Thing To fall back through A childhood Bumping blocks sliding beads Holographic place like now Intact overlaid with mes * Rate this:Share this:ShareTweetShare on Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Pocket Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Nextdoor (Opens in new window) Nextdoor Post Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related
Wait…overlaid with mes? Is there more? I feel cut off, like someone hearing a conversation as the subway doors close forever….. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
: ) Your question was fun. I was laughing in the middle of the night about the way you express yourself. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
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Wait…overlaid with mes? Is there more? I feel cut off, like someone hearing a conversation as the subway doors close forever…..
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… forever….
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There is no plural for you either. As if tgere were only one of you-or me.
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OK, that makes sense, thank you for explaining. It’s a very nice poem!
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: ) Your question was fun. I was laughing in the middle of the night about the way you express yourself.
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