a storm is coming
in the sky to the west
the sun is setting
a slender ribbon of light
trapped between nightfall
and restless clouds
Tag: personal
birds
the sky is getting lighter, and the day has just begun.
the birds woke me up early.
the sky is getting lighter, and the day has just begun.
how could i be upset with the birds?
what else?
the day is too still
to begin.
I hope the sun
never breaks
through the clouds.
I hope my mind stays
unclear
and every breath
barely a whisper.
what then?
what else?
a decade
I went back
to the old books
because
I couldn’t remember
their stories
it’s strange
how much can change in ten years
the characters
felt so different
I couldn’t
read the same pages again
where I had once found
myself
it’s strange
what a decade can change
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