Monday, August 29, 2022

Belong.

Crisp as flakes
this breezy air
— I feel a freedom

One brief take
of a long stare
— may I see the universe?

I feel on top
these days;
Surely the higher of
my social ways;
An oft repeating roller coaster
due an ambivert; inevitable.

So let me linger in this warmth
for a little longer;
My friends here sing a joyful song;
I feel like maybe I belong.

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