360*tree

take my hand and climb with me…

three hundred and fifty one degrees: ‘read the silence…’

The Time Comes ~ Nina Gordon

three hundred and fifty one

for years

I loved

a memory

~

(  this ghost  )

of you

~

shifting shape

never still

~

but caught

(  forever  )

~

pretending

~

you were

(  nothing  )

but

~

a subtle

shibboleth

*

I learned a thing or two…

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