To possess few things,
humble in beauty and worth.
Such simplicity.
Wabi-sabi
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To possess few things,
humble in beauty and worth.
Such simplicity.
mother nature’s miss
taken october for jewel
eye’s endless summer.
Foggy days. The shroud
of mystery that veils our
ordinary lives.
Home from the party
they’re luminous like fireflies
settling down to sleep.
Their lives loves failures
all source material for
future film projects.
With no school Monday
so much high drama surrounds
turning seventeen.
It’s the quiet ones
you have to watch out for when
they don’t get their way.
Switching to vampire
office hours. In bed past noon.
I write without light.
Anyone can see
she’s depressed. Crashed on the couch
sleeping beauty dreams.
My need to be first
makes me sweep away footsteps
that precede my own.