Wednesday, May 18, 2005

The Gulf

The Gulf

looking back
across this abysmal gulf
at the self I used to be
looking back at me
breathing the ashes
of the bridge I burned
wishing memory
and self-reflection
weren't too tenuous a bridge
to hold my soul's weight
trying to recapture
those things I've lost
I'm not that person anymore
in losing, I have gained,
but in gaining, I have lost.


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