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Breathing frozen cacophonies Of uttered silence I'm learning to love the warmth Of sitting in peaceful transitions Outside of my control I can be observant And let go Shame Foregone Free of forced acts That display false comfort I'm loving my quiet

Self contained in entropy Minute rememberings And glad nowness Form free flowing nectar That release from my veins Sugary sweet scents sprout From times there and here again Who was I then, Same or different from now? New discoveries uncovering What was always there Or built up in time Who was it that said that- Some of it still resonates Where does the rest of it go? Shedding and reshaping Prune away weeds Water saplings Growing off your sinews Resurface til you're you What used to be- Let free

Joyous coming embraces Of nostalgia's time traces Take me in sunken places Warm and cozy strolling to Inner sanctum's renew Every bright and cool hue Pure, untouched By everyday rush A long and quiet hush

Mistaging accidents and binary complements Misplacing antithesis in random endeavors Stage hand questions go against Grainy four play Tick tocking avoidance taking Placeholders out of focus Swallow sweet talk embers of self Loathing and construction

I like being quiet with you Something I seldom feel with Anyone else Air gets heavy and suffocating And I forget who I am Remembering a false memory Of an old me Curled up and Embarrassed to be present Feeling opening my mouth Will leave me mocked Much less my heart, A broken frailty I thought I knew it before But I was caved in And frightened to be Too me You break me open And heave every part I know I am- Still progressing, being But I know you'll carry me And caress every part Not afraid to cry Or scream Or be an anomaly I'm still discovering too Dear, please reassure When I can't feel That me is not too much

Majestic nature of pointed gratitude Echoing races tip toe around sore escapes Semblance of fiery time traces Letting go and in everything and nothing To balance sour everydays and glowing hiding everythings Make a way of secured promises Hopeful mornings Telling timeful days Hopscotch daydreams Graceful night plays Taking tangles wrapped in shrouded Waning phases Waxing evolutionary inner sanctum Pauses and grasps 4/8/19