I return to a place
To find a part
Of love buried
Like the errands
I did last month
As hard as I try to reach
Love remains stuck
What in me cares
To dig it out?
What makes me move
These stones?
It is the void
Love had left
That chills my bones
I reach and even though
Love can’t move
and inch towards me
Every time I shift closer
Warmth serenades my skin
I am one over x
I am the spinning horn
These finite words you give
Present infinite boredom
I spin around the earth
Spinning around the sun
Each time I hear you
I pass no more or less undone
You give words
For you and your kind
When I want to be known
Like a monks prayers peel time
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