i don’t want this
humdrum rhythm
life
thoughts
please hold
i don’t want this
commute
the streets
corners
mirrors, windows
all alike
i don’t want this
day same day
watch hands
wringing me
dry
and limp
i don’t want this
pencil line
structures
limits
colors from
a small set
i want
a song sung
oceans
not seas
fears and
grand tears
that life