Saturday, November 2, 2019

12,254. YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND

YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND
You do not understand the artist,
I think that's fair to say. Life is
not a line, it is a shading. Things
are never as focused as they should
be. Here, near to this old coffee'd 
hammock, the girl who brings the 
pastries in is beaming. I wish I
could see her again. 
-
Memories are no worse than death,
and I think they hurt more, Emmy.

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