Friday, May 22, 2015

Slow.

What does it mean
to go slowly? Does it go
somewhere into seclusion?
These radio men
never relinquish our beating
hearts, or where it is
we take them. They give to us
our time and place. But here
I am
on the edge of something
natural, and between us,
this silence and me,
the feeling is mutual.

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