Netashi

A stands for aesthetic

Coin Flip

Theta was here, on a hill about to leave school was he dropping out or was he graduating, didn’t matter the world was still spinning and he was alright with that.

• Each breeze seems spastic but sharp as if it was hurried

The leafs fall neatly in a unproportionate pattern my vision still blurry

• My glasses felt slant but comfortable to an extent not like a pillow

The flowers blooming some are growing and others gracefully willow

• Noise of cars and bicycles fill the air like orchestrated noise

Its music for some but for others it holds no such poise

• Clouds in the sky crawling to their destination with no emotion

While destiny sits on the ground setting people’s life in motion

• She loves everyone but the boy in the distance staring at her

It seems she accidently forgotten about him and alone life he must learn