“Thoughts” by Caitlyn Brennan

Art by Patrick Driscoll

By Caitlyn Brennan

Everything whirls in a motion that I can’t understand
I reach to grasp my thoughts;
They flick and float through my fingers
Like wisps of smoke from a burnt out match

Like my heart
Blackened and charred
Flaking and hard
Yet soft

I long for the safety of balance
One plus one equals two
And yet my mind, it runs
Convincing me it’s three

Touch too hard and my heart,
It crumbles
To dust

But hold it
Close to yours
It sparks fire
And lights the flame

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