Blameless, Comforting Reassurance

Another quart
Lost to transparency and stretches of
Wildflowers forgiving loosely stitched sweaters for
Missing the funeral for
Abandoning sapling fiddleheads before
They had chance to form an orchestra,

Skeleton boughs of softened earth rest
Breathless a distance away-despondent
Visions gradually becoming clear against crystal
Reflections of shame and fear, turning everyday
Objects into cemeteries giving
Significance to everything available with hope
Of being able to find it again and prevent
Death or maybe just be present for one
Goddamn moment, revisiting old wounds more often
Taking accountability for past action trying to
Discover causation and if I’m at fault,

Broken back to barren field
The desolate remains of an incomplete ensemble
Play persistently, a discordant swan song

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Author: Montana Svoboda

I'm a genderless poet currently living in Central Michigan where I attend college for Environmental Science and English. Nature's some cool shit, frisbee's a neat activity, fountain pens are best pens, Latakia for life, coffee and tea keep these gears turning.

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