Isn’t a four letter word like love

with easy acronyms pouring their way out around it.

It isn’t a broken word, it flows

It’s syllables touch my brain like peace

it’s the kinda word I want to dig my teeth into

and let my brain absorb

I want all it’s forms, one after the other

Redemption is deep tiring travel

limitless worry

learning to release that

It’s in touch. It’s in silence. It’s everywhere and then it’s the slipperiest fish to catch.

Redemption is transient

It will go again after it’s held you

You’ll run after it once more

when you’ve built yourself into things

that don’t make sense

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