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are we still bound?
or
tongue-tied
by the same ribbon
that secured
our hearts to our sleeves?

does flesh unwind
when gloves crumble,
die of old age?

let me decipher
the language you speak ~
i can no longer read
your bearings.
fateful smile
sprung from frozen cheeks
while your eyes distance,
already
wrap me in shadow.

when time takes its toll
aren’t we all
naked in the dark,
eating memories
off empty plates?

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RipplesΒ you say… and I smile. Thank you, JC.

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