Loneliness

love is a constant flow
between banks of sand
I feel it
when I touch my hands
together

with no outlet
where does it go?
fantasy streams
leaves shake in array
patterns in a pool

buoy sad trenches
discrete sand counts time
alone
numbing liquor
wastrel’s plaque

cloud streaks sky
scratches on a prison wall
causality
chasing butterflies
in purgatory

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Published by Miles of Mindfulness

My name is Mike Bragg. I'm a Denver-based cycling enthusiast and a big advocate of mindfulness. I enjoy the outdoors, and I use mindfulness practices to help myself be more present with my adventures. I like to read challenging material, and I have a keen interest in ancient history and natural sciences.

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