Wednesday, August 5, 2015

At a wrong stop.

Spark of light.
Poor knobs
and hinges.

I can't stay in the same place for too long,
I break into nostalgic cackles
they'll turn to tears.

Smiling
Why can't I regret things I can't control?

Does regret make things
harder
or
easier?

I really
           really
don't know.

7/15/2015
Riley Welch

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