a lady holding onto her

husband’s arm. he has

one closed eye, a cigarette

sticking out of his mouth,

and a slanted grin.

as long as they’re together,

they skip on heavenly clouds.

a man with bright blonde hair,

wearing a backback decorated in dirt.

he looks at me like we’re past life


life is a series of karmic lessons,

we all go up or low.

will you live in this physical world,

or will you become its victim?

sadness reigns when we are

addicted to its drama.

nurture your woes so

you can pass


Published by Jaz


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