It’s simple
I see a carved chair leg
I imagine…
You close your eyes,
you can sleep on the couch,
no problem…
the orange lingering beneath blue
expanse after the sun sets…
sometimes you circle
and you circle
and you never…
the tree sways in the wind,
leaves drift left and right,
downward and downward,
baby rocking in mother’s arms…
you played me your heartbeat
my heart beat along…
Not for you Not for him For me. Me? Yes, for me. *inspired by Harry Potter and the […]
am mush
I am the salt
left behind…
You forget
what you said
until someone says it back
to you…
pink if it were bronze
sunset clouds settling…
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