(1)

We tried to connect the dots

. . .

To draw a line out of the distance

___ _ __ _ _ _____

Horizon out of the endless possibilities 

MY LEFTYOUR RIGHT

I stand on the water

from above it falls

Makes my skin itch

(2)

I saw the leaves

About to fall

Conquer time

Once 

and

Once more before

Winter

trapped my words

I don’t speak

the language of the dead

(3)

If I were to drown today

my body could run aground 

on five different shores

on two different rivers


If I were to stay on land

I know I won't die where I was born.

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