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Pages Torn Out

Pages Torn Out

written by: Ian Perlman (prikcab)


if time’s hands move at a constant pace
what explains this bumpy ride
some days take eternities to arrive
hauling butterflies of anticipation
stirring giddy images
other days do not knock upon arrival
spinning me round
knocking me down

this day lurks in its approach
in the space of missing pages
recalling a struggle endured
a valiant battle with an inevitable end
its arrival is flanked
by memories dark and light
spirit carried by children
and abounding love from the many touched by a beautiful soul

I don’t want to run
but sometimes I hide
the growth that rides with time
feels stunted late in May
to defend against the steady ache
is a look inside to what’s been learned
hurt remains
but moving on is the only way

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