Poetry

Bridges

off trail and
long astray
spun around
upside down
you lost your way

and burned us
to the ground

my heart wishes
it could stay
but my mind knows
you’re not stable ground
and it’s too late 

now’s not a time
for building bridges

i’m sorry

yesterday was the time
for building bridges

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