it’s that sudden burst of glory
a place to stir
a start and end
an empty, ignorant mess

disasters die on the in-betweens
words do
worlds too
so do all waking moments
and dreams that came true

it’s that quick blinking
the pauses
u-turns of hesitation
little noises
filling the whole

a break in bonds
a time to cover flaws
time to heal
a nagging ache
a cramp

the wait
a place for hope
to reminisce
an art piece
that won’t make sense
until the new ones come
and everything else is gone

Evelyn Dumag-Gabinete

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