the "mourning" journey
the mourning journey has begun anew
there is a cool breeze blowing
the elements tighten the warm flesh
draining the eye’s reservoir of tears
clenching the exposed fingers
awakening the sleepy psyche along the way
occasionally halted by the street lights
the cool air enveloping the dampened shoes
the mind temporarily resetting
demanding the static moment to be addressed
the mouth’s cool mist marks the position
mysteriously embracing the adjacent stranger
no words are ever spoken
no smile exchanged
yet both embraced by each other’s exhalations
intimate members of life
parting as complete unknowns
thank you
joseph pede
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