mirage of the self portrait.

mirage of the self portrait.

mikl paul

 

and through,         but never to

   some other  or  to

 you.    beside   a   sounding toward us,

    patient;     every prejudice willing to forgive

the castings of good limbs, good leaves.   if it was

   for some greater quiet,  ( she removes her shoes

  only to add them to her carry. ) all is eclipsed by

      the distended practice for joy, almost:

  what would you like them to see when they see

                     you become.

 

every light eager to define.         all stillness

     tangible when grafted to your busy heart

 busy with memorizing heart.    and

 

  careful with the way

                                    you allow the affection

to    (what you found in my voice.

                         does this belong to me.)

    keep this warm.       further now,

         where his name is listed beside

  her name.                     a perfect falling

into,   and through    but never to

    some other as          you.

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[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

where his name is listed beside
her name. a perfect falling
into, and through but never to
some other as you.

The above lines really resounded with me. I love your word choice and phrasing, it says a lot about the way that your mind words. I have to say that your style is one I am becoming accustomed to; your words are becoming a language I am intent to hear. So, well done, my friend :)