all that lotion
thick with lavender
rubbed into your skin
all the cool slide of sunblock
& herbaceous cannabis balm
anything sweetly soothing
—what good does it do
if the glow goes unseen
and you’re the only one
who seems to notice
may two thousand twenty-five
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she looked out of place
sitting near the exit door of the bus
some believed she was from
another world
sent to sit in one spot & observe
some say she was a sorcerer
or an oracle
or simply an hologram
—that her position on the bus
had something to do
with coordinates of certain stars
days turned into weeks
weeks into months
months into years
yet she continued to occupy
the same seat on the bus
for whatever reason
nobody had the courage
to directly ask her
why on earth she sat there
in silence & expressionless
in the meantime people came
and people went
a cycle of certainty in an uncertain world
—of course in the end
she may have never existed at all
august two thousand twenty-four
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