Dusk, after work,
the tiger-striped sky
royal blue
gold like the eye of cats
and shredded clouds
made
the Golden Gate look ravaged
Always, at this hour
I feel
that I can forgive myself all my sins
I don't need no God. No.
This world, the yellow traffic light, the off-key singing of the kids on the bus,
they are all enough
I don't need love, torment, philosophy.
No paradise lost or inferno. No.
This,
is enough for me.
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Another Weird Universe
About Me
- Nippy
- I love words. This is simply a place for me to collect all the wonderful words I've come across in my journey through books and movies.
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