I'll go on...

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How can I move across this space?
I start with a dot not a line
the dot I'm standing on;
from the dot I extend a line towards the unknown
that it
may be illuminated
I cast off my moorings I lean into a wild tenderness

I know it's just
the beginning;
I embrace the tempest tempting and tempering my soul
to reach
the end --
the only dot there is...

I'll go on...
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5 comments:

human being said...

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the walking man said...

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human being said...

LINK


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Harlequin said...

smoke hovering above the flame hovering above the wick....

Jon said...

i like where this line leads... liminal places...

some part of all ending is a beginning...