i clean a spider’s web from the window sill.
it’s an endless cycle
me
and she.
i tear it down.
she builds it back.
a temporary gain,
my gaze focuses beyond to the outdoor view in front of me.
maybe the sun will shine tomorrow.
i clean a spider’s web from the window sill.
it’s an endless cycle
me
and she.
i tear it down.
she builds it back.
a temporary gain,
my gaze focuses beyond to the outdoor view in front of me.
maybe the sun will shine tomorrow.