Did you know
I felt you slipping away
Before your heart was actually gone,
Posting messages of loss
Before your words came
With their chisels?

I don’t know if you realized,
How those future ripples
Reach back in time
To send warnings of our demise.

Neither did I,
Until this moment merged
With those tomorrow’d knowings,
And I realized the fragility
Of all that sand,
Reading how it pours
To the bottom of the glass
Like tea leaves to a gypsy.

05/22/2015

Posted on 05/22/2015
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