Inept Amenities
There are small
inept amenities
surfacing
from somewhere deep
Inside a heart
Inside a soul

Creaking
sounds that no one
can hear
can see
can explain
except for me
And even I
find it hard to put
them into words
into a phrase
Exampling their power to the rest of the world

But even so
I find a way
to uncomplilcate their posture
their meaning,
painting
scrolling
something sane
plainly beautiful
to my eyes and heart.

That I
ever so comfortably
Cherish
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