Drawing Lines

January 1, 2015
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You cannot travel far without a line
Thicker than a voyage
Sweet as a daisychain
Ground into the seas by stars
Joined dots on high
Which lead the way
With certain faith
As time predicts

We make boundaries
Out of thin air
Lines of difference
That separate us
Make us enemies.
These lines of foolishness
Lines of belief, emotion
Power and property
Harden in the synapses
and heartstrings

Our disappointments
We craft from lines
Of hope and supposition
But real lines
Lie in our palms

In stapled moments
With stapled mountains
Meet each night
With mirrors
To discuss our life.
Together they transfer
Grid-lined days
To morning-time reflections


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