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Addicted to James Fords

Knowledge through comparison
discovered the distortion
i do not equal pieces
hold conflict above con
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A word is not a crystal, transparent and unchanged, it is the skin of a living thought and may vary greatly in colour and content according to the circumstances and the time in which it is used.

(Justice Oliver Wendell Holmes, 1918)

Monday

On my 26th birthday: Thank you, Alanis

One day I'll find relief
I'll be arrived
and i'll be a friend to my friends who know how to be friends

One day I'll be at peace
I'll be enlightened
and I'll be married with children and maybe adopt

One day I will be healed
I will gather my wounds forge the end of tragic comedy

I have been running so sweaty my whole life urgent for a finish line
I have been missing the rapture this whole time, of being forever incomplete

One day my mind will retreat
And I'll know God
and I'll be constantly one with her night, dusk and day

One day I'll be secure
like the women I see on their 30th anniversaries

I have been running so sweaty my whole life urgent for a finish line
I have been missing the rapture this whole time, of being forever incomplete

Ever unfolding
ever expanding
ever adventurous
and torturous
but never done

One day I will speak freely
I'll be less afraid and measured outside of my poems and lyrics and art

One day I will be faith filled
I'll be trusting and spacious, authentic and grounded and home

I have been running so sweaty my whole life urgent for a finish line
I have been missing the rapture this whole time, of being forever incomplete

1 comment:

Dornroeschen said...

Happy Birthday, Isabella!

Alles Liebe zum 26. Geburtstag!

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