Glimpses of Sun on a Teacup
It is all for
Days like these -
Typing while the tea
Seeps and cools on the side,
Crows with anxiety
Raise cat eyes at the open window
Triangle breeze -
Enough of the world
For now.
Everytime the clouds tease
A divine moment,
White fur rolls towards the
Square of Sun.
There is no obligation
To 'be' any type of person -
Even yourself,
Scattered on the floor
Somewhere with your clothes -
You can pick up the bits you choose
Tomorrow,
Use the same cup
If you want.
C. LJ Ireton 2023
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