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MOVING

Candice James

Copyright 2009

Moving through these unknown times

I’m spinning on a dime

Pretending it’s a quarter,

Fooling only the sad clown

In the last row of this theatre of doom.

Moving through this night so long

There’s no whisper of light,

No lure of warmth,

No blanket to hide under

Except this sheet of tears

This space of ice.

Moving through this hard edged desperation

There’s only crimes

And suicides of the heart

To be investigated;

To be dissected;

Then blessed;

Then divested.

Eventually

Moving through

Becomes moving on.