Life, simply

Life, simply

Not when you want it
Not when you desperately, crazily,
look for it
Least of all when you ache for it
In the loneliest mornings,
The most abandoned hour

Life, simply
Awaiting you casually
in the booth of that diner

The layers slowly stripping
The effort, the struggle,
the insane awareness of itself

Life, simply
Not to be advertised,
Not a story to be told
(forgive the vanity of these words)

Rather, life simply lived
In sharing an avocado toast


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