Jun 2019
Had had long paths
of sonnets
curvy roads
of thoughts
steep slopes
of doubts
a critical mass
of matters
reaching singularity
imploding to a dot
so I’ve kept with
bare trust
.
of sonnets
curvy roads
of thoughts
steep slopes
of doubts
a critical mass
of matters
reaching singularity
imploding to a dot
so I’ve kept with
bare trust
.
trust you, the only way to carry on
