Posted: December 8, 2016 in Uncategorized



(Photo credit: Adalberto Roque/AFP/Getty Images)


Dear past,

please abide with

Us, We, Me.

Please don’t flee.
Please don’t leave Us,
We, Me with
this quixotic newness,
for this glossy new is

Please come back
to Me, We, Us… for Me,
We, Us need surrealistic

Forgive our
feigned gall to leave
everything behind whilst
the old is begging to
be refixed.

If or when Me, We, Us
hear the old speak through
the new, may We, Us, Me
have the humility to
absorb the swift
movement of the echoes.

Even when Me,
Us, We have asked that our
new white cloth remain pure,
let your wavy arms throw at it
some primary colours.

Dear past,
if you must flee,
take with you the sand prints
of our wiggly march to the
unknown, and make with
it something anew.




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