Kayfucius

A collective of thoughts, poetry, writing works, blurbs, and other randomosity

You don’t like the thoughts
I think –
only when they’re in written form.
But, hell…
even my conversational inclinations
tend to wear on you
over time.
So I
think my thoughts
and swallow my words
and I
cradle my writing precious close…

Tiny pearls, my words,
that I rediscover regularly,
and keep cultivating;

I’m careful not to hurt the clam.

 

 

 

23 September 2019

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