Letting the Self Go

There was nothing wise about it,
Being alone in a breathless room
With hands holding distance.

There was nothing wise about it,
Tossing my face into the green
Eye of a creek, pawning-off
My shadow.

There was nothing wise about it,
Letting memory wander away.


Written for #FromOneLine on Twitter.

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