Conversations with Feelings - July 23, 2023

my husband’s silk flowers

colorfully clustered

around our backyard jungle

sicken me a little

like people that I pass

on my morning walk

who say nothing to a

Good Morning

there’s nothing there

just the mold

of something living

real things draw an emotion

fakes are merely questioned

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