Bumping Into Each Other
Conversations with Poets
inspired by Lady Nire
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sometimes i watch
and
wonder about
how perfectly flawed WE are
born
with a desire
for more than ourselves
a friend
a lover
a soulmate
always something
outside of ourselves
i wonder
and
watch
as i observe
the people
seeking understanding
while running around
blindly
harming themselves
in many a fashion
perhaps
the wrong friends
most likely
the wrong lovers
and
when in a jam
substituting
with eating
drinking
and
smoking
in a failed attempt
to be merry
too much of themselves
spent
for the briefest bliss
all manners
commemorating
that they feel less
than what they are
desiring they are
for shared
commiserating
while truly needing
communion
between
the spirit
and
the soul
i watch as WE sing
our dirges
while blindly trying to cut
the ties
that bind us
all together in the dark
bumping into each other
and
the days that we have left...
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