Though Tears We shed

the world will shrug

it always does . . .

for who's been one

will surely not

hold on no not

you nor i . . . in

life’s constant flood

its aftermath has

carved a path

and now must bleed

our obstacle- 

course to emerge

victorious . . .

without remorse

the river turns

. . . without return

though sediment

remains and then 

again we are

grateful . . . for the

grains of what was

what’s settled now

to smooth the floor

. . . the ocean bed

thirsts but never

asks for more than

our sharp sense of

breaking even . . . 

as what’s in flux

pays its respects

by moving on

. . . evaporates

once and for all

with just a trace

around the grave.

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