Monday, March 24

I've stopped numbering them, for now

Sure I know it's almost over
so Lord knows why I'm so sick
I've never put beauty on such a high shelf before
Only reaching the top to retrieve it
When I needed something nice.

New shoes
a new dress.

Sure I've let it go
and pretended it didnt exist.
Confused bees with peas
and eyes with ems.

To err is human
to forgive is quite divine.

So sure I've done it perfectly
That I've almost ruined it.
Sat close in the city
Eyes twisted and squinted at the light
Let's hope we find the end soon
The end that makes a beginning.
Those endings make the world go round.

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