Tuesday, February 27, 2024

Hard & Soft

It's a hard day a day that is hard,

unlike soft days like fried eggs.

No, this day is hard.

Hard like a stone

and hot--

hot enough to fry an egg on.

This day is hard.

Hard like a handle of an axe.

Hard like the stone on the beach.

Soft days are soft like cushions.

Smooth like the lace curtains blowing in the wind.

Wet like a river running over rocks.

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