The Stream Flows…

Tomorrows responsibilities do little to stymie today’s indiscretions.  I heard my first ‘duet’ poem this evening at the open mic and I couldn’t help but think of a past choking on broken promises and unrealized ideals…

I’ve been inspired, as these evenings often manage… We’ll see what transpires as I let thoughts and emotions bubble nearer the surface.

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