In neglect
16 March 2017
I walk streets
A ghost of myself
Where windows
Show me doors
A wind that gathers me scoops
Jumping through the hoops
Together
A word to reflect
Each other
Point hither
In circles we retrospect
One for another
Shoot me years
Like a wishing star
Bind me scar
In neglect
Decorate me Blue tattoo
On your who is who
Reading of the poem:
Party Girl – Michelle Gurevich
Friday Night – Michelle Gurevich
To Be with Others – Michelle Gurevich
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Pensive reflection
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Thank you Derrick, yes, a reflection on how we let ourselves neglect ourselves, souls and let others do the same with themselves and with us sometimes
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