You wash through stuff.
You move on. You
Can’t fail while you;
Will fail as you.
For now, you’re here;
Now’s here for you.
The world is what
Is not you, but
You can’t be what
The world is not.
You are a shore
Where waves of one
Kind smash on waves
Of more than one.
You’re that kind, stones,
And tossed salt spray.
Monday, June 7, 2021
So What Are You
