the sky a pale purple and still awake

the day
was gentle
i felt ok
about myself.

i read poems
all evening
and into
the night
until i
no longer
felt ok
about myself.

i felt
ok about
felt good about
fell again
and again
in love with

a cat stands in a large window, facing out, the light white and taking all the color from the room

Published by Zak

an intertidal island in an ocean of impermanence.

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