Life’s Little Misdirections 🥀🦋

The Ugly Craft

They suck you right back in



But, ultimately, force you to become indifferent

So, I’ll leave it all on the floor



None shall judge, once I leave this building

2.23.23

It’s not worth untangling a ball of thoughts
hand it to them
like some Nabokov
The twine is dense
because of bloody hands
dedicated curse to task

Hours in my dark shell
a lonely fisherman
dreaming bright reefs from shore

Envisioning like some Emily
recluse with intrusive words
secluded in night chamber
never approach a world
so exclusive, hope to be included
with scarred, ugly hands

No one should work that hard
to reveal an empty craft.

Here’s my vine, you’re unwanted twine.


Sans 999 novel lines today, consider this the omitted one.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pale_Fire

Nabokov could be opaque to the unstudious mind