Today I am ancient.
I have lived for a thousand years, and things can't be helped.
My past is long and strenuous. 
It's been all about one person I will probably not find in this lifetime.
Someone who will be born later, here. 
Or perhaps someone who is alive now, but is measures of length away.
And it started so long ago, that it never dares me to get ( Read more... )

Is a choice
A circumstance

Sometimes a lie.
Unsubstantial, unreasonable, and unfair.
A little gold chain that you wear around your neck and flash in the light.
A warm chain.
Quivering right above your heart in tremulous heat.
A breath.
A sigh of contentment, nearly extinct at its birth.
Happy. Eats its fuel and sputters smoke.
Because it was never there.
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