and you wonder
if who you have been
is who You are meant to become.
Beating your breast
cursing the now
for not telling you sooner
where your edges are.
It’s okay, my darling.
We lovers
we humans
we minor, minor gods
are always standing
on a coast
that fog knows better.
Oct 4, 2021
Oct 4, 2021 at 4:40 PM UTC
and you wonder
if who you have been
is who You are meant to become.
Beating your breast
cursing the now
for not telling you sooner
where your edges are.
It’s okay, my darling.
We lovers
we humans
we minor, minor gods
are always standing
on a coast
that fog knows better.
