i give my words and then i take them back
i put them where i enjoy them more
they sit like tiny flowers, tiny weeds, but pretty;
they are meant to be, firstly, a gift to you
but they call me back. they say, we are too
pretty there; put us here, where we can serve you
better. where we make you happier. happier than there.
and they smile when they say that, mind you.
YOU ARE READING
parallaxis
Poetryparallax /ˈpærəˌlæks/ noun 1. an apparent change in the position of an object resulting from a change in position of the observer 2. an appar...
