She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret. ~ memoirs of a Geisha

set fire, burn, smoke
my tiny brain broccolis
overanalyze

When the world lays traps
Pass by them
And leave them alone