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Not Much To Ask

She wipes her tears away
a soft fold of white tat
lace doesn’t daub well
merely smears the sadness
she feels, has always felt

She’d rather it rain down
blow a hole inside her soul
hollow out the echoes once again
blues – nothing but blues wash her
away to find lost paradise

Chagall 2016


I only have a moment to tell you that
today the air was more electric than before and
the beauty of existence at large is so overwhelming that
I feel alive from my belly up into my neck then
something odd happens in my face and mind

I want desperately to cry, to weep at the wonderful
creatures that are all about, these colors of all senses

How do I tell you all of that in
this our only moment?

Chagall 2016

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