i fashioned myself a penchant for loneliness
a hard reality for kisses
and arms with motion for dance
motorcycles and love
radical reflection
observed an irrational wind that turned me
set me loose and watch the light
hear the family
address me untamed and selfish
though, the meaning of it all
keeps me fragile and watchful
another day
my whole life has had tune
among the stars and beneath the moon
i step between chance and earnest ground
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