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BOUND – Glen Hartle
September 18, 2021

Not so long ago
I went quickly
From moment to moment
Driven both by
The hope to have it all
And the fear of missing out.

Echoes started and ended
With an increasing rapidity that
Left me breathless and in silence.

Today, I have slowed
So as not to
Outpace the belonging
That I seek,
And invite the echo
To linger in the space
Between nouns

For every moment
Binds me to life
And the echo is very good company.

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