I am gentle and quiet.
I cannot focus on the sky.
I cannot focus on the sounds.
I am stuck
inside.
Inside
I am kept.
Is it too much to be stable?
Is it too much to be complacent?
I would be content as a chain of atoms
indelible and
idle
About the Creator
Melissa Armeda
Sometimes-poet. Sometimes-novel writer. Lover of food and pets of any kind.
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