The Mess, The Spill, The Man
1 min readAug 12, 2021
A balloon cannot lift a child
No matter how tight
The seal
the words seared
into my lips, true and plain
.
See the autumn leaves
The field of red
red and brown and green
A balloon cannot lift a child
No matter how tight
The seal
the words seared
into my lips, true and plain
.
See the autumn leaves
The field of red
red and brown and green
Engineer in San Francisco. Interested in words, networks, and human abstractions. Opinions expressed are solely my own.