it may take longer

by christycelia

We hold our breaths over bridges, not
under tunnels -
when passing hospitals not cemetaries.
Blow a kiss to the sculpture garden each passing.
He believes in sustainable actions.
"We should not partake
in that which we cannot repeat."
He tells me - "everyone races to prove that the world revolves around them."
I tell him how they haven't even gotten that far.
They are the sun, and me and you are the flora which grows from their existence.
 
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