There’s always a story, outside my window
different ones though, from the bedroom and the living room
I bet the sky doesn’t know
It’s my couch and my plants
Or the sleepless nights
in the audience
nor does the water
The rhetoric mutates …
Both the fairy lights lit boat and the commuter ferry
switch characters, on cue with ease
The stories abound.. multitudes, textured, iridescent, flirtatious
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