may my words make a ladder the letters a rung by rung may they lift me from my drifting and from feeling oh so numb may my words make a ladder and hoist me from lost sense may my words make a ladder and guide me over the fence may my words make a clatterContinueContinue reading “my words”
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no promises
i was not promised not even this to leap and bound and live in bliss i was not charged not even tolled to toil and grunt and die as old i was not anything not even now to be more something than i know how