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Day 18 | Pairs

We are an
iconic duo
like:

Peanut Butter &
Jelly.

Salt &
Pepper.

Life with you
makes sense
like:

Night &
Day.

Left &
Right.

You can’t have one
without the other
like:

Hot &
Cold.

Life &
Death.

Here we are
hand in hand
an iconic
pair.

Ready to
take life
together.

‘Til next time

-WN

Woe

Ordinarily I’d be okay
today I’ve walloped the floor.
Recollecting each piece
one by one.
Alienated from my ghost
display just an empty shell.
Navigating endless words,
anguished with the would have’s.
Graciously reenacting neglected
years.
Engraving my woe for a brighter tomorrow.

I Quit…

Endless scrolling,
peaking into
other’s lives.

Half satisfied with,
catching up with
friends.

Half worrying life
is passing by.

Abundance of time
Wasted.

This media is everything
but social.

Highlighting the good side,
best side of people.
While suppressing
the negatives.

I am bound
No more.

Time now spent
In face to face
Interactions.

Real conversations,
More literature,
More writing.

I quit
Social media.

Intoxicated

There you were
taunting me
with your
        glass bottle.

Your sharp taste
slices my throat.
Forcing me to dance
like a sad jester.
Between each gasp,
I i n h a l e your courage
leaving me numb.
Intoxicated with 
each touch,
I've gone too far.
A downward spiral
anchoring me to
the ocean floor.
Here I search
to be heard,
                        Are you listening?

Mundane Labor

Wake up,
use the bathroom.

Open the blinds,
feed the cat — meow.

Clean the dishes,
take the trash out.

Get dressed for work,
pack a lunch.

Leave for work,
at 7 a.m.

Get home,
change clothes
leave for the gym.

Exercise,
go back home.

Shower,
Cook dinner.

Eat,
Do laundry.

Watch TV OR
scroll endlessly on
social media.

Set alarm,
charge phone,
lights out.

Repeat.

Featured Image.

Apartment 204

855 square feet,
two people
one cat.

Apartment 204 there it sat — vacant
awaiting for life to fill
its vast space.

Tickle fights,
Cat naps,
Romantic dinners
dressed the walls.

There we sat building
our Ikea dresser
on a Summer’s day.

Eating our first meal,
where we lived together
in clash.

A year later
memories packed
and sealed with nostalgia.

Apartment 204 is now vacant
as we settle into our new place;
two people,
one cat.