Saturday, May 29, 2021

Clarity

has a center. It's simply a matter of where you put it? Like, where did you leave your phone yesterday. The kindness of strangers is often the key and the keeper of clarity. The choice not always yours. Or mine. Perhaps, once a year, it's best to count the wooden spoons. But who among your closest friends would be interested in such a tally. Even though each tally has a center of clarity.

1 comment:

  1. count on me, oh keeper of spoons, knives, forks, bowls, and poems. no further clarification is necessary?

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