something came up.
a happy thing.
otherwise
at least .
and what
i felt
was that
moment-
of sharp
salted
unhealed
wound.
in clocks
arrest
of ticking
space
and endless
messy
void,
sat i
in sad
worn disarray
as my
broken world
crashed on.
I hope all is well. I love your musing!
Thank you so much!! – i love that you do…