gray days
where everything gets foggy
and nonsense makes sense
and yearning is comfort
and pain is pleasure
and you feel
feel the most human
full of excitement and fear
and hope and despair
those hazy gray days
where nothing is black
that absorbs all it gets
and nothing is white
that takes all and reflects
but everything is shady
and all gets included,
and all contemplated
and all ruminated
and nothing decided
those crazy hazy gray days
that shade extremes
and break everything into colour.
2 comments:
mmmm....
Fantastic. I had to soak it in for a second.
You have a way with words,
Your writing resonates with my life...
Enjoyed, thank you!
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