More Than Me

If

to feel

is the only

thing that’s real

what’s my house

doing catching on fire

from my thoughts alone?

    

We

all want

to know whether

right and wrong can fit

together under one roof

and yet we sing on in the rain

free of dreams and promises

only embracing the chance

to live and breathe.

    

To

know imperfection

is to know ourselves

to realize our existence

is to acknowledge happiness

and perfection manufactured

into one, unperfected presence:

to believe in all matter more than me.

   

August 14, 2014

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5 thoughts on “More Than Me

  1. Stepped in from the shower of links at OM’s. =) You caught my eye as a fellow NYer —> CA transplant. =)

    I like this:

    and yet we sing on in the rain

    free of dreams and promises

    only embracing the chance

    to live and breathe.

    Keep up the thoughtful, mindful poetry.

    HW

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