Thursday, April 24, 2014

When Something Comes

When something comes,
it wants to come, and so
you do your best to let it.
Strange, though, after you
have found its face a place,

the next day you forget it.
You’ve done as much
as it requires – requited its
and your desires. Now
you’ve other things to find.

It doesn’t seem to mind.


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