sometime days so much or so little fanning like an undersea anemone the ripples moving the curtains

sometimes nights nothing is everything moonlight slivers work their way through moving the curtains

spent like coins on so much forgotten nothing afraid these will be the same

we’re not made to make every moment count we’re wired to miss most everything moving the curtains

spent like coins on so much forgotten nothing afraid these will be the same

epw 2.25.08 perrysburg, oh