P. Espiritu - Seas

I had this thought of when I last tasted this. I remember you. Without trial. My tongue is numb. My arrow is wrong. My dream is just. My dream is full of love. My love is full of us. We hold on. I am freezing. I am breathing for a reason.

The wind is harsh. It is silk. It changes with the seasons.

I am between being dead and feeling extreme joy. I am right now where I was dumb a while ago. Now, I laugh at this thought and remain pulled by its gravity. Almost devoured. I am hoping. I am still breathing for a reason.

P. Espiritu

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