#justifiable
When it comes to the world,
I'm a preterm baby—
I know nothing
of tales, adventures,
treachery, or wisdom.
I watch
with hooded, glazed eyes
that only understand
fragments—
splinters
of ideas.
So when I got a glimpse,
it wasn’t something
a cradle-bound soul
could ever decipher.
It's the justification of just—
It’s never just a papercut.
And it wouldn’t be.
It’s never I’m fine.
And it wouldn’t be.
My baby self
is allowed to throw a fit.
I think
every other version
should too.
But I’m only a preterm.
What do I know?
May 4, 2025
May 4, 2025 at 4:46 AM UTC
You know those moments
that you do something that seems
Justifiable and fine
that is
in the moment
but then
you realize
That was
Really
Really
__Really__
Stupid
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 10:40 PM UTC