pause

the great pause

was on hold for a moment

with a window open

for such a brief breath

I had held it together

for so many months

I was so grateful to see them

to see their new home

to see how

they are putting away their things

but so much in me has changed

it’s hard for me to say what my role is now

is it to bear witness

or is it to be seen

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