it’s the same way
most of the time
then, not…
and i can’t find
the spots to make it
the same way again
constancy keeps me
centered,
in the moment,
ready
then it doesn’t
when it happens
everything i touch
is in question
right or wrong
caring or indifferent
this is the way
my cookie crumbles
time
time and solitude
may be the only antidote
glb /// “the same way”
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