Peephole
By Indi Riverflow | October 9, 2012
All I can remember
Is that I always forget
The timing of whatever
Hasn’t happened yet
Is that I always forget
The timing of whatever
Hasn’t happened yet
Drowning in duties
And tangled in debt
Dazzled by beauty
And hedging my bets
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Hints of Oversoul
Poppin’ through
Pairs of peepholes
Holy ghosts hosted
Among airy family trees
Teased out in synchronicity
Familiarities and similarities
Divining divine direction
Can be a dangerous task
Dividing truth into sections
Questions best unasked
Continents full of faults
The self in insurrection
Naked and unmasked
Quaking toward correction
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