yes, I have grown old
always without knowledge
I watch a child friend of mine turn woman today
and am reminded
that my own stillness is but a relation
to the speed of the world external
from which I had quietly slipped myself
like an envelope
like new skin,
and the ghost of my younger confidence
is a whisper in the wind--
what I hear against the last drops of rain tonight
rapping softly on the window
trying to get back in.
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Another Weird Universe
About Me
- Nippy
- I love words. This is simply a place for me to collect all the wonderful words I've come across in my journey through books and movies.
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