later_on
nom i realized i was sitting on the couch
looking down into the waters of the bay
and the leaves on the black locusts and
the roads on the mountain across the lake
and the everything the way it is

i don't have to stop i might never be
i might never see but i can still love

i don't need to place
these restrictions on myself
061007
what's it to you?
who go
blather
from