rugs and doors
stairways and hiding holes
meltwater and mud
a minor argument soon smoothed over
and forgotten
a big blowout
this is the list of the day and
the things that went on
under the view of many
crescents and candles
incense and tea
fresh air and a cool breeze
stars emerging into look-ness
tempers that flare
grudges that won't disappear
this is the list of the night and
its things that go on
under the view of none
2 comments:
Woh, super intense, and stingingly accurate.
Why do we live our lives this way I wonder?
too true, too true.
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