and,for once in a lifetime,
this Sunday doesn't feel like
a cement claw
awaiting for me to fall
to my knees
and surrender
normal coffee,normal blanket,
normal worries-
no weird gut churning,
no apocalyptic mid-day crisis,
no peculiar sunset,
which seems like a blessing
and a spiritual kiss
maybe the calendar broke
into little pieces with
no name or identity,
so that I could live
in sequences
of emotions and rainy days
so,for once in forever,
this Sunday didn't break
my heart
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