#211 of 365 – “something to borrow”

“something to borrow”

 

I stumble,

the past

tangled up

around my heels,

the future

crying out

so desperate

and lonely

for new

ideals

 

sometimes

I want to curl up

in a yesterday

that had no tomorrow

just for a moment,

as if oblivion

were a place

to visit

or something

to borrow

 

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About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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2 Responses to #211 of 365 – “something to borrow”

  1. Starralee says:

    Wow. I totally love the image of the Past tangled up around our heels–yep, that’s it exactly.

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