cool dampness fills the air…
attended by a lack of dreams…
a lack of care.
misogyny has shut the lights off to a tiny world.
these are the days, no one will want to remember.
lone docks, lone chairs…
baskets of all types…
with their own kind of despair.
have i been, kind today?
have i not judged?
my own private nudge!
a romantic…
minus the semantics.
a lone dock…
a lone chair…
a ticket holder at the bigoted fair.
