I don’t ask much of the universeDon’t pour libations,nor face the eastern sun,or the western wind-in salutation . I don’t ask much of the universe,don’t stay a while to listen to the trees sing,or the rain clean.The leaves have turned without me seeing,stomped on caterpillars that hoped to be butterflies. I didn’t ask much fromContinue reading “Rain For The Wicked”
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Washed out
I like to believe I’m loyal,hence why I stay around you for so long.I like to believe I’m good, that is why I sacrifice my comforts for you.I like to believe I might be too much,and that is why I ask you if I can sit before I take a seat. See, I’ve learnt aContinue reading “Washed out”