Frames of life

 

i am misty eyed
and finding it hard to step
on the dead bodies of fireflies.

i am at a height
from where raindrops
fall slowly like feathers
travelling across the world
from the tip of one finger
to another.

i am on the blind side
of humanity but
i can feel the silence peruse
the depth of this grind.

i am in debt
of my own life
and all the chasing
that is yet to arrive.

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