Content
I am content
To sit by the side
And laugh,
To not speak unless
I am spoken to,
To watch the world
In golden hour
And know I will
One day no longer
Be in it. Don’t look
At me so closely.
I am content
To spend
Every weekend simply
Passing the time
Until time has passed.
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The existential nature of this poem is simple and admirable. The vertical structure thoughtfully lowers the reader to the speaker’s final perspective of their place in the grand scheme of things.
I dig it.
Thank you for sharing.