Thoughts
Thoughts don’t leave you
Like melting caramels in the heart, sticky and
transparent
Thoughts are structured in magical molds
With fossils or bits of pixy dust
You begin asking the wind
And feeling how the moon shines
Or how the burning sun bakes
Thoughts are like cakes, bejeweled touchstones
Like deaths you take
Like life you make
Right on your eyes
Shuffling, shuffling, through time.
/rosevoc
in 2025
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