Monday, July 9, 2018

Oh, yes, I love...

Oh, yes, I love this tilted world,
I’m in no hurry to leave her at all,
but I can feel atop a hard mountain,
or at the end of a steep stony day,
 or just laying by a long aggravation,
some peculiar lightness of being
as if the next breeze might lift me
up and away to that day soon coming
when I shall attain escape velocity
and learn to fly on my broken wings.

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