Where I collect the found and the lost.
I sat and looked at myself in the mirror, wishing life into me. Meanwhile, the world passed by.
Brown, purple, green, fresh..I had it all.
Simple, pure, deathless air. -Romesh Gunesekera, “Reef”
Where there is love, there is sight. – Ezra Pound
Stop looking. You stared the head off of me.
A ray of light entered, from the top, and I withered.
My day’s work is never done, the day is endless.
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