Jul 2020
you carry
flecks of
blue-green
paint on
your hands
and nails
to your
table-y
day job
everyday.
— my
to-do list,
today,
asked me
to write
a poem.
and i
think
there is
infinite
poetry
in that.
flecks of
blue-green
paint on
your hands
and nails
to your
table-y
day job
everyday.
— my
to-do list,
today,
asked me
to write
a poem.
and i
think
there is
infinite
poetry
in that.
