Have the dead grown tired of our endless retelling?
It's enough to pass through the gates of suffering once.
so many ghosts demanding their place at once.
When I loved you, I spoke in fragments and innuendo.
It's too dangerous to speak of love all at once.
Some people have barely spoken their names, and leave.
My father was a curse my mother uttered only once.
Our youth exists only in the backward glance of song,
the words and melody of which came together only once.
I had no idea it would take a lifetime for one simple thought;
and yet, had I to do all over again, I would do so at once.
Some say that we die within each passing moment,
though we have lived a thousand lives being here once.
When the worst at last happens, we learn to breathe anew.
Like all else, the unimaginable happens only once.
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