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two trees were once saplings together

nested in an egg crate they fell in love

until a bittersweet morning when

they were planted far apart in a forest

he edge bound by the ocean

she in the land locked middle

for many years

they could not touch

they could not speak

time passed into grandchildren

but eventually

his roots found hers deep within the earth

now she holds the moon up in her limbs

to thank him


astronomy biology poetry

circumstance a circus

there are truths in the stars

i cannot tell him with words

circumstance a circus

inexplicable eventualities

why i become sick

when i travel away

why my eyes are amber secrets

he will learn

we exist in a theatre of fleeting hearts

lost moments wind swept

as sure as

this poem will drown in a pool of tears

a stone sunk to the bottom

of a forgotten day