Best Spacing Poems

we being aware...means
we are time-ware...meaning

we wear a 'where-ness'...whenever
we who...why's-which what?...when

we knead a...'some-how'

 
stans sand...

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Sneaking in the side door,
dimming lights hang from the ceiling.
We gathered in groups of 4 or less
safeguarding our space.

Each in turn 
had the chance to speak.
within the shrinking four walls
of the room.

After each had spoken their peace
we left the room like zombies.
No hugs, no touches,
nothing...

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Finally music
Magically settles nerves.
Sounds all the slower.
Feelings slowly overtake
My innermost mind's own core....

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