Fragile
Time flows…
And I find myself in flux
Between…
What I know to be my world
And yet…
What could be new beginnings.
Rushing…
In the comfort of the night
Uncertain…
Expectations left behind
Yielding…
Conversation and coffee.
Laughing…
Inappropriately clear
Walking…
Aimlessly and avidly
Ending…
Better than the beetle did.
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