Thursday, March 17, 2022

14,199. SOMETIMES TO BE

SOMETIMES TO BE
Sometimes to be simply left
alone becomes my favored
point of view. Like clouds,
passing by the outside mirror
view, the window glass distorts. 
I want to be there too.
-
Without real meaning, and no
edifice of artifact; the Potemkin
factor of what I see makes me
know it it's just illusion.
-
We hanker for handles and rails,
as if to think of gliding down
disturbs us.


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