Comfort
Her mind stumbled,
her focus wavered;
for what was it
that she searched…
Comfort of the usual.
The ease of normalcy.
But where would ease
show an end
and, commonplace
rear it’s head
where would habit
taper off,
leave in its place
the ordinary.
does comfort derive
from- would comfort
beget
mediocrity...
5 thoughts:
who is this about?
its beautiful. thats why i ask.
absolutely no one, actually.
sometimes one (I) just gives in to words- their relation, their interplay, their associations, I guess...
and, thank you.
this one i liked, very much.
thank ye
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