Art as replenishment

Art as replenishment

Jul 21, 2021

And as I cleared the musty ego floor

I could tap into the sounds of soft core

Even still whistling, do not let go

She sensed this time meant home

Had I stored one extra pound for

getting a bit more of this peaceful heart

for humble notes bending tender, soft

foolish not, but hope scaling large

seeking safety spaces far o'clock.

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