Pages between pieces…
Words between lines on leaflets…
Silence between chimes as the wind rests…
The waves don’t quit.
The wind and water commit to symphony
as I commit to memory making no mockery.
Take a hammer to hurdles.
I meticulously demolish and dismantle.
I won’t hold you back or urge you.
My energy is entwined balance.
I watch fathers make examples.
I vacate spaces not meant for me and move…
I move…
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