she ponders the wonder of sonder today.
this phrase is one to savor.
chew and digest
oh, jesst give it a rest.
yet restless is in her nature.
they'll not understand, they never do
but they soon will, as they always do
suppose it's all in the rhythm.
there's those who consider
those who are bitter
and those who merely pass through.
mirror, mirror, who are you, really?
to whom does this face belong?
she's not a poet, oh doesn't she know it......
she might as well stick with haiku.
maybe it's genius, perhaps, utter bullshit
just avoid mindless and kindless consumption.