Tuesday 2 November 2021

speak and therefore exist

i let the paper fall
scarred by a sudden memory
touch the silver lotus
with a laugh from no source i
ring the cup with a 
spoon. cat with no tail 
hidden in the hedge
by the rail i am talking
to myself to know i exist
the day will give a little
like cream softens coffee
she always got somethin 
to give


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