There’s a thing about a morning
The way it settles in
How the mist moves slowly
How we feel
I wonder if anyone else watches
about how the leaves look
That’s the thing about a morning
Each one is slightly different
I hope your day treats you well.
you can write when you’re drunk
as long as they don’t ask too much
while you walk away
Why bother do a thing as to think? The boy asked the rock. Why bother? That’s like asking light to crawl to its sprint and then not to bend. It’s already happened and will continue and now let’s even say it’s possible to bend quicker and travel faster. Thinking isn’t over. No. It’s just begun.
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