Sunday, January 1, 2017

Supposed To

We looked for it endlessly with millions of others looking up. What was a huge star and the moon. Did this mean something beyond cinnamon cardamom making a face staring right back at the memory. You're supposed to let go. Let it burn down to embers maybe stirring up sparks later creating new heat out of the old. We put our minds to it and swore up and down. This passed by too soon and then I was asking my questions dreams answering back with more.

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