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A Poem I was Thinking of While driving over the Mountain

A poem something to the effect:

This thin slice of today
after yesterday
before tomorrow
my heart beating knowing
my birth started the countdown
to my death
alone if not for your heartbeat
which started for me
not yesterday
and will not end tomorrow
but now thrumming into my skin
making one
where two might have been

ok, that’s the roughness, more later.

Categories: Blog, Poetry

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