I've discovered that I enjoy freckles
Soft, and splayed across gentle shoulders,
That people exist outside of myself,
That the future doesn't always sear.
The benches in brisk breezes
Aren't cold and empty,
That dead leaves are beautiful
As the wind lays them at my feet.
I've learned that I, too, have life
Burning vibrant from within,
Radiating outward through my body.
I've learned a use for the shape of my chest.
I've found something, indeed.
1 comment:
i don't know of the mu banner is new just now, or if i missed it and it's been ages, but either way, i find it keen indeed.
also, your poem is fabulous, although it makes me a little sad like they always do.
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