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Random Unsorted Drafts / 18 February 2020

I saw the fog between my fingertips,

I saw your lips parting,

In my mind I found the love I sought,

You only saw my seeking,

The pale face and the barren lands,

The unhappy diary entries,

I seek the stillness still,

The stillness to awaken

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.