it was
a wild iris
kind of
lonely beautiful
and fascinating
not lonely
at all
quiet lost
in symmetry
lost in reservations
where no one
truly sees you
what you do
will affect
everyone else
a domino
wall falls
with a crash
a striking
of the
match
can lead
to a fire
maybe it
was a
Freudian slip
a wrong
twist of
a turn
don't just
stand there
why?
a watched
pot never boils
says's who?
just take
my word
for it
yey, I
have one
more penny
she laug
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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