i’d write of trees but today (despite their beauty) i’m more intrigued by humanity and how we live with all it’s curious flaws

poetry

yesterday a girl attempted to jump from the 7th floor
to make her fiance eternally regretful of his decision
to cheat shortly before their wedding

and i found my daily time of considering death
has not yet prepared me to stare it in the face

and i found my life experience
has not yet prepared me to sit on the cold floor
next to this crying woman and try to understand

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