#15 of 365 – “rescue”

“rescue”

  

she is my rescue

my challenge

to traverse

the heavy waters

 

to reach out

beyond the solemn

depths of self-imposed

disorders

 

she brings space

for me to recognize

the fleeting breaths

that matter

 

when we fall together

weak and stupid

from the flush

of midnight laughter

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About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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