#809 - I am constantly reminded of my own insignificance

 

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I am constantly reminded of my own insignificance

 

the whole world in a spin

what can I do?

 

I am used to being ignored

you in your own head

 

and we could hide together

make it a public thing

 

words break out now then

here there, more mud!

 

never be noticed

sometimes shone with the sun

 

consider the breadth and depth

how distances have caught

 

structures of heart

blow hither and yon

 

you, too, my friend, soon nothing

here let me blow you a kiss

 

often at a watering hole

go by rule of thumb and under

 

godlessness will do this too

so help me!

 

hear me roar!

a painted breeze and gone