A Fork in the Dirty Snow

[paralonove_nebo]

A Fork in the Dirty Snow

A feather is heavier than a stone,
An apple is the same size as the moon,
                                             I say.
You laugh at my beliefs, confused, restricted
with the obvious.

I know you cannot eat your soup
with a fork.
But I use the fork only.
And my soup
tastes a lot better than yours.

I see the world from upside-down,
from inside-out.
The dirty snow on the sidewalk melts
and mixes with my thoughts.
It's so beautiful - the dirty snow.

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