baggage

my breath in concert with the
stirring of this thought
sent to you
on waves of pain to avoid
the customs fees
packaged in regret and tied up
in sorrow.

i have no place to put this memory
already the ghost of you
displaced my defences, put out my
reasons that I hoard in lieu
of time.

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Poet. Photographer. Writer. Goddess. View all posts by ky

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