Simple Wandering Bear

Wandering and wondering about :)


July 2017


heavy in my hand
was the desire to pluck
the faint green thread
that runs center in my arm

but then he smiled.
i guess I could live
another day.



it’s love, i said, he’s the one
i left the city that i knew
and here i am
unsure of who i am,
whether I am the one
but i cover the rosy lovemarks,
avoid looking in the mirror
and lay in bed alone.

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