sometimes late at night i’m so very tired its difficult for me to think and so i settle into a pattern of just feeling instead. i don’t want to sound like a woman, but sometimes emotion is easier than rational thought. is that chauvinistic somehow? it seems chauvinistic

poetry

times like these are sad
and past
because we long
for hopes we do not understand
and smells on which
we can look back
to remember music which makes us glad
and then nostalgia causing
distress