cloud songs
We exist, at times silently,
comfortable in our invisibility.
Unnoticeably so.
Unexplained.
We so know, or learn, when
it is time to speak up.
11/08/2024 j.g.l.
I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Unsure
Posted on September 16, 2022 by j.g.lewis
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I am unsure of where I am
really going. Uncertainty.
Perhaps I need a new map
with different directions.
Maybe I am trying to find
the wrong destination?
09/16/2022 j.g.l.
