AYA.
Nov 7 · 1 min read

I have this,
I have that,
Both are things.
Things I want to let
Go of.
I know they and them,
Both are people.
They I want to keep,
Them I want to runaway
From – forever.
I have these and those.
Both are situations.
I don’t want these,
I’d make do with those.
I have mine and me.
I don’t know what is mine
And I don’t know me.
So if poetry
Can sing,
Let these words
Make more meaning
Than the song
My heart whispers.
“Agoo” and “byebye”
To what my heart
Silently wishes.
