And some mornings you turn on
The ceiling lights
Just to make a day brighter
Inside
Of age, of teeth, of best friends ill
A song plays: it’s M83’s My Tears Are Becoming A Sea
I’m reading RIPE by Sarah Rose Etter
And the intro to Dickens A Tale of Two Cities
It’s always two cities, two sides the coin, the yin and the yang. Oh, life, you are nothing without death, but I fear you so.
