Crack In The Curtains Poem by Meg Lealand
Crack In The Curtains
There's a crack in my curtains.
Light's coming through.
Makes sense- it's only half eight in summer.
I'm thinking about what could be out there.
Am I a pessimist for thinking it'll be boring and normal?
Am I an optimist for thinking that there's a magical world?
So what am I if I'm not sure?
Labels are confusing. Why bother?
It's just a crack in my curtains.
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4/25/2024 1:23:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
an insightful poem about our mind and ideas