Child Rest… (or) Fletching Now…

November 18, 2016


Fletching arrows

Runaway

Just till tomorrow

Becomes today

In tense.

Until nothing else

Will ever make sense

for now.

We’ll find home

Right where we left it

But know it

Better

Somehow.

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