I like watching the way people move when they think no one’s looking.
Men look like children.
Couples look indifferent.
I may actually open up, sand left under nails, unattractive tan lines exposed,
these plentiful perfectly round beads of sweat remind me of a night with you.
I think I’m done. for now.
I’ve decided to love the moments leading up to a sunset.
Sitting on them rocks.
time presses us down.
the world hardens piece by piece
coming down around us. Oh Chicken Little, the sky is falling.
I’m gonna love that stranger I first meet.
I’m gonna show that world up by not succumbing to it’s will. and It’s preference for everything and everyone hard.
I’m gonna show that world up.
i’m gonna love that stranger I first meet.