The Why

Hillary Monica Maranresy

Currently,

It is just there-

You and your wonder,

Or you,

And your trick.

The transparency seems like a joke

Oh. No. Let me restate it:

It was just an expectation of mine

That has put me

in the middle on the stairs.

 

The door of the mouth

Is wide open

To roost the transparency.

The line was so dead,

For me, to be under

The pressure.

 

But it has been there:

The Why.

First, it was a wonder;

Now, it becomes fun for you

 

written on June 2, 2023

Hillary Monica Maranresy



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