Pages, flat, wide
mossy teeth
just the inside
a gut
storing leftover unnecessaries
quickies of joy—now lard
simple devices: a pen
creation: create or conserve your energy?
make some great shit
that I can read in 5 years
never know or care for its greatness now
just give me a reason to live THEN,
when I need it.
creativity [excitement] constrained
to a glowing screen
world: send your leaves falling
your cold into my bones
your waves into my ears
show me something again
I can love.

#poetry