Sunrise and Same

Do we reason in the space

Between sunrise and

Dreamscape

The place where we know—primarily,

Primordially—

That thought, “home” and dawn

Are the same in every place;

That places are people

Who look with either loving or

Indifferent gaze on the seconds

(Seconds are the choice)

We measure our lives in?

 

I have no seconds left

I will not give minutes and hours

Into the care of the hands of others

I will instead

Give my life to them

The pieces and breakage made of other minds

I will choose

Not to perceive

Lest it be to understand

, In fragmented form, what passed betwixt

My soul

And the soul of another— not

Other.

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~ by Rebecca Erickson on January 9, 2012.

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