this thought

as my ego fades

this thought

Sometimes
as the mind slips to a tipping point of emptiness
a thought starts to surface about me
and then of you.
And other times its you first, and then me.

 9Jan14

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me without you without me

Me without you is a still wind in a cemetery
a headstone without words
an ending without beginning
a living unknown
a falling suspended.

begun unseen ended
darkness in sunlight
heartbeats distended.

Me without you is a midnight extended

dawning to sun-setting
a dream.

Othertimes.

othertimes me without you feels no better than any other combination that has me in it without you.


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