Friday, July 31, 2015

Today is a catching day

Gift in the inbox. Sometimes I see them. Sometimes I don't.

Sometimes a new perspective
is shot 
over the bow.
I reach out
Catch the bullet
As it flies.
Today is a catching day.
Some days
They fly right past.
Today is a catching day.
I reach up
Find the bullet
Hot in my hand.
I toss it
Hand to hand
Until it is cool enough
To look at.

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