star date 4.16.18

minutes slide away
into
a space
that cannon be reclaimed.

i'll call you
let's meet
up
call me-

like leaves on a spring moving river
carried away
floating into
the wild

like a scrabble box dropped on the ground
this is worth X if only paired with Y.

scattered ideas,
dreams
scraps of fabric laying on table
waiting to be assembled into something bigger better grander.


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