we should have gathered
our things
– our thoughts –
before the tooth fairy’s twine
ran too low on the spool
but there’s always such a rush
of fools
squandering the sweet first air of morning
breathe and move as one
it’s your body and mind to keep
we should reclaim
our reins
– our thoughts –
before we forget our hauntings
growing tired in spirit
but there’s always more
to explore
setting alight a wanton heart
The Word Rummager 
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