Tuesday, June 13

It's baked in the sun, not a kiln

It's just nice
like warm water when you want it
it's reassuring
to know
all this clickety clack
is worth it.

What am I talking about?
I'd rather not be articulate.

I'd rather know what I'm talking about,
ambigously.
For once this greyness is good.

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