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misleading misread

 

misleading misread

 

 

The piece was finished
and left on the desk,
its shape settled,
its edges clear,
nothing more needed.

 

But the reply arrived
as though the page
had been waiting
for guidance—
                    a soft lesson,
                    a slowing down,
                    a shift in direction.

 

Soon the message
was lifted away
from its place,
turned toward
a different use,
made lighter,
easier to carry.

 

                     Still, the shape holds.
              Some pieces stand
          on their own,
     their purpose steady
without adjustment.

 

Not every gesture
     asks to be opened.
          Sometimes it marks
                where to pause.

 

 

 

 

 

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Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2026-05-01 at 01:26

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