Room

The mind aches
here in a sunny day. Wanting, wanting.
Sunset will come like fire.
Going harshly is addiction.

I chose this day, like fire.
Slowly, slowly going.
I feature pain for a week or more.

These chores are sustained,
like moths dying
I clean up again.

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Author: leeethomas

Visual Artist, musician and writer from Australia. Interested in Love and the Mind.

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