Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Saturday, May 2, 2015
Common Sense
Exacting the thought of realistic wakefulness
to the demeanor of our day to day
we fetch for common sense between the folds of sheets
pretend like it will be where we left it last.
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