Saturday, April 13, 2019

Good So

I couldn’t get this straightened out,
there was light coming through,
and I just wanted to make sure we got this right,






that we washed out the stains of our human condition,
that we grabbed hold of things we had let slide,
that we spoke up when there were things unsettled,

then,
and only then,

it would be different,
not linear though—

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