always me

Jun 07, 2019 02:09

What I love about being me
is that it's always me
over all the years.
It's still always me at 2 am,
Alone in the night.
Reading, or crocheting.
Or playing the ukulele now.
Always me.
I abide.

(Can't sleep, my knee hurts, a little tipsy.)

poem, sleepless night

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