Avalanche In the blink of a year Tidal wave of debris Unrelenting and free On my heels and I fear
Time Like an arrow in my chest Sent across salty air As a child I didn’t care Now I bleed like the rest
But there’s art In that wave of debris Most eyes would see a mess But good things coalesce When naysayers can see
So I’ll stand And face that liquefied hell What I fear now the most is the specter, the ghost of my past It hurts still
Avalanche An emergency Has the chance to emerge Of a seed on the verge of becoming a tree
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Time Like an arrow in my chest Sent across salty air As a child didn’t care Now I bleed like the rest Avalanche An emergency Most eyes would see a mess But good things coalesce When naysayers can see