there was no fanfare,
no procession, no proclamation,
as i hit the button, no exclaimation
as i changed my life. as if no one
noticed, and if i am right, they
probably didn’t.
didn’t see as i drove the valley,
didn’t protest, or speak in tongues,
did not see the little things.
we bought winter food.
narcussus.
sbm.
Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 1:17 AM UTC
there was no fanfare,
no procession, no proclamation,
as i hit the button, no exclaimation
as i changed my life. as if no one
noticed, and if i am right, they
probably didn’t.
didn’t see as i drove the valley,
didn’t protest, or speak in tongues,
did not see the little things.
we bought winter food.
narcussus.
sbm.
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