One Last Chance

Yesterday,

we freed ourselves…

divorced from one

another

 

Trading

forlorn bonded vows

for the chance

to be alone

 

Yesterday,

we said those things…

to never take

them back

 

Replacing

what the years have done

with promise

in the wind

 

(The New Room: April, 2021)

 

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