"It must have been hard for your mother,
not having any children."
Ann Lowell.
You have to admire
these people,
so ready to love the worst in
themselves.
Remember when we were all legs,
all pomade,
all grayscale and bright,
when our joy was only getting bigger?
Yeah,
me neither
and I think I prefer
being bored
with our color.
It's a nice place to spend the afternoon though.
It's beginning to be a habit
with me.