from within


There is something that I lost today,

Something that could never be.

Like a bird, it took off and sped away,

Leaving me dazed and confusingly free.


A taste of freedom as bitter as rind

And a heart with a cold slab of stone in place…

How at once it appears clear and blind..

Alone, but unchained is the one saving grace.


And is this an ocean surface illusion?

Am I in flight as a white albatross?

A sequence of zeros and ones, a poetic fusion

In search of a meaning in every benevolent loss.


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