we all just see what we wanna see; nothing more, nothing less.
we won't cleanse the smudged glasses, we won't bother pushing them up higher from
where they perch precariously on our noses.
we let 'em sit, and we look through them to the world above and below us,
musing, constantly always just musing.
YOU ARE READING
In Principio
Poetryhello and welcome to a piece of my brain. enjoy your stay. Y E A R O N E.
