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Now you ask me how I am doing

When you see me.

Where were your questions

When my world exploded?



Your concern: a feint

Asked me how I’m doing

“Haven’t tried to fly, yet,”

I reply,

“How ’bout a ride to the Foresthill Bridge?”

You walk away.



You pretended to be my friends:

I let you.

You initiated, I trusted.

Noticed inconsistency

Saw the path logic carved,

But I pretended.

You still think we are friends.

Dance of Time

The intricate dance of time

Future present past

Entwining, indwelling

Moving each in rhythm

to & with the others

Change in one changes all.