Definitely a beauty in the.. decidedly dilapidated and homegrown. People. Places? Not so much. But certainly people and their everyday whereabouts, their constant and self-made conversations, etc. There’s an artist of sorts in all of us, and that is exactly what I tell myself anyhow. To gather the imaginations of said people inside of my own and to pour my rushing rhythmic thoughts into it all and via a poem-piece. I just still cannot quite seem to figure out how, and why, on Earth the actual medium I use is poetry. Is it though? Maybe I do need to eventually accept that is might just be 😱 🤷‍♂️ I am working on that though. As in, trying to… figure out.. a new-ish medium?!

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