Wednesday, June 19, 2024

R. Bremner


The inescapable

apocalypse

collapsed

on yesterday’s

future.


 



You give

what you think

I want.

You take

what you think

you need.

 

I give

what I think

you need.

I take

what I think

I want.





At the end of the day

the moon plays hide-and-seek

while it tries to decide

what to wear for tonight’s soiree.


Michelle Smith

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