potpourriformysoul
Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many!
August 13, 2021
no longer curious
it isn't in my head
or on the lines within my palm
desire is something i have been born to
in days of endless calm.
but curious cats die first
even their claws turn to dust
indifference is sublime
curiosity is your crime.
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