it's quiet as cat's feet
silent as smoke
glides like a whisper
and tethers to your throat
stronger than ocean gusts
with the force of chilly gales
enough to rock your bridges
and take ind from your sails
feels sometimes like
cannonballs to the chest
or a petrifying of the heart
other times like
a rocket towards the moon
or a night spent under stars
whatever it is
whoever it's for
I know ones who have fled
and others who open the door
patience is a virtue
but what an arduous task
want not to wait for nothing
than to leave just as fast
lie still over grass
sigh as tenacity wears thin
conceding to failure
whatever you want, you win.
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inspired by watching myself have feelings and then let them go, and then see others have feelings and lose them too.
more works on my instagram @ephrain_
About the Creator
DEUXQANE
93% of communication is non-verbal. Here's the other 7%.
I'm a licensed therapist. I love my kettlebell, steel mace, and rower. I've a soft spot for sci-fi, rollerblading, herbalism, poetry, drag race, EDM, and spending time in nature.
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