Hi there. I'm in the process of writing a long poem/post/thing, but it's taking way longer than I expected (like really really long) and, seeing as it's already about two weeks late (sorry!), here's a filler poem while I finish it. It's really more of a list, but remember, lists are cool.
Mallards with their jeweled heads, and
unexpected stained-glass butterflies
Arching branches shifting dappled
shadows on the ground
Frescoed clouds in soft colors
Mountains with the red light spilling down
And my head, hair hot like metal
dancing solemn as a swinging censer
Obsession status: It is now possible to think about other things. But still somewhat difficult.
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