Almost Rhyming

Rearranging, re-aligning: even the patterns of
constellations
Reviewing, removing: misfit stars, dimly lit moons,
wrong rotations
Rejecting, refusing: notions of convention,
pretension
Reclaiming, reasserting: who I cannot be, time
invention
Rewriting, redefining: life, self, love in
depth
Rewiring, reminding myself: take a
breath
Remaining still: windows
open, mirrors
shrouded
Reactions stilled:
orbits jarred, their edges
rounded.
Resuming, realizing: even the round, heavy rocks
skipped, there then
Recovering, recouping: what was lost and
won here now.

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