slowly slowly
everything is working out
but slowly
I’m a big man getting smaller
but I’ll never be small
I was built for comfort
and post-coital embrace
but I corner well
words of a people aligned in their perfect order
slowly slowly
everything is working out
but slowly
I’m a big man getting smaller
but I’ll never be small
I was built for comfort
and post-coital embrace
but I corner well
Posted on August 30, 2015 at 4:28 pm in Poetry, Short poem | RSS feed | Reply | Trackback URL
I’m on that same climb.