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Once you’ve heard them,
some quotes just seem to bob
there in the background
of mindfulness,
like so much flotsam/jetsam,
like one from a many years-ago interview
of a famous artist who said
without a flinch—
we’re here to break each other’s hearts.
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There is life and there are mistakes,
some more hurtful than others,
and certain ones such that someone,
or two or more,
cry, and can’t sleep;
the color of life gone, gone away,
the harrowing, hollow gray, gray, gray.
Only words can restore the hue
you were used to before the universe
enfolded and removed;
the words “What I remember happening,”
and “that’s why I said and did that,”
must be tracked to the last detail
in order to convert a mistake
into that thing
no longer worth an ache,
and remind us why
an emotion ill-expressed
is not the focus.
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