I really like the feeling of looking over what I’ve been able to produce. The feeling of hard work paying off is the definition of satisfaction I suppose, so here’s to yet another redundant post.
the words on the page
are contradictions describing contradictions
meaningless symbols portraying thoughts
getting lost and applying meaning
to whatever we’re struggling to deal with ourselves.
reality is that picture
you have on your dresser.
That beautiful bordered portrait of something real,
that you knew, that you felt in your beautiful bones.
that’s all we’ll ever want,
out of all we’ll ever do.