thinking about it
 

 
I thought about it—
In an innocuous manner
Nothing short of a palaver
Yet, it didn’t feel the need
To be thought about

From time to time
It seemed malleable
Yet withdrew into its own identity

Somewhere beyond a beau ideal
It became invincible
And that’s the last time
I thought about it

Although IT always
Thinks about me



:)


Smiley Moon


JFTLOI and the FTD challenge




Excelsior











By Bubby

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