To see the infinite beneath my feet
It’s enough to look down as a greet
To seek in the dark, on the obscure
The shadow that follows is insecure

I leave quietly and secure the pages
For dreams that aren’t read for ages
(&) again, holds from sleep as sages
No pursuers! Drips & sips are wages

News no longer reports a nightmare
And, the pictures are never ‘so clear’
Truly! The dream is to have a Family
That’s ‘the want’ awaited constantly

No compatible blood arrive, no myth
Alliance is who you choose to be with
Skips are alive by an overflow of view
Relationship is ‘who you pick for you’

© Ricardo Sexton


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