~Subtle~
you ask
me why
I sit
crooked but
talk straight
so I
just get
drunk on
my chocolate
I hide
again
I think
it was Whitman
who said
something was
"subtle fire"
even though
I turn
away it
it still
burns in
me spinning,
falling into
this
there isn't
always a
reason why
birds and
sun sitting
in tandem
wind sashays
echoing against
nothing it's not
fair or
unfair it's
just a
secret in
the shadows
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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