Delaying The Questions

Abandoned buildings.
Lonely forgotten places.
They make coffee with my emotions. Mixed, unsettled, unsettling.
Reminding me of my mortality – and loneliness
Like a shadow that hides in sunlight but never quite leaves us.
Reaching out, hoping for an embrace.
But I escape to the safety of modern infrastructure, the sights drowning my thoughts till they settle.

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Run, With Me

Bring me your heart, as settled as dust

With feet unendingly wanderlust…

I crave that static, nomadic love.