Bin Liners

HannahSpring

Bin liners and kitchen storage.
Mundane we despise.
Mundane we crave. 
Searching, seeking, severing.
Never content. Forever, just content.
A lovers touch, the gesture of strangers. 
Strange, mindless, messy.
Laughter pours, tumbles, fumbles.
All consuming, all so fleeting.
Glimmers, just glimmers.
Familiar returns.
Bin liners and kitchen storage.
Stuck in the mundane.
Safe,
In the mundane.
  • Author: HannahSpring (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 7th, 2022 17:06
  • Category: Reflection
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  • L. B. Mek

    that simple, placid
    mundane
    a haven
    from, all that overwhelming
    chaos
    in our everyday, survival routine..
    (thanks for sharing
    a clever write)



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