can you catch me?

my brain, more
smudge than wrinkled-
thinking-machine,

eye-to-eye — last week’s
cold coffee & I —
where is the milk

in this sugarless
goodbye. we’re locked

but we’re also
the key. there is

a story within
these cracks in
timid tremble

float, afloat.
up, up, and

away.

15.06.2021
©2021 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
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For dVerse Quadrille #130



30 thoughts on “can you catch me?”

  1. I love this! I have never heard the brain described as ‘wrinkled-
    thinking-machine,’ that’s just perfect! ‘

    ‘we’re locked

    but we’re also
    the key.’

    That’s how I feel the more I practice meditation.

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  2. I like the contrasts here…. that we’re locked and the key, that our brains are machines, but we can also be weightless… to me, it was like saying the world is neither black or white, but complicated grays.

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