wildfire

holding a knife, a trigger
responsibility in one hand,
with too much thinking,
and obsessive thoughts

three white moths
appear
for intertwining
the well grown lavender

comfort my mind full of
birds trying to fly through a window
by drying off in the sun

let the breeze
into the soft
and stop coughing

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