I want to comfort the world

I want to comfort the world,  but the world does not accept me.  It does not want the gentle warnings of a mother,  who can then comfort you...

Monday, December 16, 2024

The Surface

 I’m fine but fine

just isn’t cutting it.

If ‘I’m Fine’ was

compared to a simple material

it would be cardboard &

me trying to the silently

described & undescribed

of that statement

would be like me

trying to cut that cardboard

with those craft scissors

you’d give first & second-graders,

but I’m a grown ass adult &

so are you, so why is that

how you start conversations?

Like how are you?

Do you really care to share?


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