from ego to ego


all those petty crimes committed
without thought of why
or what we wanted
taking out of habit
yet wondering why
our bags were never full
now i know
there were holes
and the meaning of it all
had fallen to the ground
there is no blood
the wounds run clear water
there will be only light
i will be the sky
full of stars
countless stars
and the two of us
we are even

©A. D. Joyce, 2018


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